► Over the weekend, Mel B (51) of the Spice Girls sashayed down the aisle to marry husband #3, hairstylist Rory McPhee (37). IMO, Rory looks like David Spade with dark hair. Her bridesmaids were her 3 grown kids - well, 2 of them are grown adults and one is 13. The future ex-husband #4 wore a kilt from the costume dept of Braveheart. Mel opted for a dress from the Stridex Acne Collection. The only member of the Spice Girls who attended was Emma Bunton (Baby Spice). I guess she had nothing better to do. In case you forgot (like I did), Mel B was kicked out of the group last year for spilling secrets about them. I have no idea what those secrets were. Probably that Victoria Beckham (Posh Spice) never sang and lip synced her way to fame; or that Gerri Halwell (Ginger Spice) is not a natural redhead. Who the heck knows...or cares. The Spice Girls are about as relevant these days as Quiznos Subs.   Read More   Rory McPhee and Mel B. Photo: Max Mumby/Indigo; Getty Images...

Cool Britannia was the rage of the 90s. I watched the docuseries Beckham by Fisher Stevens (Michelle Pfeiffer's boyfriend in the early 90s) on Netflix and came away with thoughts about the family and my adopted country. It surprised me that it is a promising docuseries; even if I would like to ship Brooklyn, his wife, and his mother in an airless cargo container to a Third World port, it was captivating. It captured a pre-911 pop culture world that underscores the entire series. I had to brace myself because David's  voice is like they clipped his balls after his first penalty kick. That voice rivals Mike Tyson's and is equally imbued with a slightly, nay, more like ear drum abusing accent that, mixed with the voice, sounds like they are voicing an animated movie and are method acting the holy shit out of it and refuse to let it go. I can't bear to hear David Beckham speak. I would rather have a fingernail yanked out than endure his bebeh voice. I survived it, though, ...