October 16, 2007

Since You Been Vaughn

DailyCandy Doesn’t Talk to Vince Vaughn

Dear Vince,

We forgive you for not answering our calls about an interview. Big boys and big shots — you get busy.

And since you’re not here to answer our first question, Why did you skip out of L.A. to park it in Chi-town, hotlegs?, we’ll just have to assume that it was for the extra-long pants at Guise. Or maybe so you could try all 75 brewskies at The Bluebird (1749 N. Damen Ave.; 773-486-2473). We know how you like to knock one back.

It must be hard to find the time between treatments at Halo (does somebody need a good back waxing?) and nightcaps at Crimson Lounge for impromptu chats with (totally awesome) writers. Dido found time to talk about London, but she’s a singer, not a swinger.

And did we ever miss talking to you, you tall drink of water. But we get it. We’d rather motorboat with trixies at Climax Lounge, too.

You’re a beautiful baby anyway.

Smooches,

DailyCandy