So John Mayer and his latest celebrity conquest, Jennifer Aniston, have been on vacation this week trying--and failing--to stay out of the long-range eye of the paparazzi. Their latest shelter isn't a Four Seasons or remote mountain cabin: It's the Mexican home of "Girls Gone Wild" founder Joe Francis, recently released from prison, indicted for tax evasion and cited for capturing before-she-was-famous footage of Spitzer ladyfriend Ashley Alexandra Dupre.
We have to admit, Francis does have a sweet pad called Casa Aramara--Aniston even vacationed with previous boyfriend Vince Vaughn there.
We don't know if Francis was around to receive his famous guests, but it's hard to imagine staying at the House That Wild Girls Built without at least something sketchy happening. Budget travelers covet the open invite of a friend with an extra room or a couch, but there's always a trade-off: Do you have any host- or hostess-of-horror stories?
Ashley Dupre, the high-priced call girl at the center of the Eliot Spitzer sex scandal, clearly hasn't earned enough for a chauffeured car to take her from her home in New Jersey to NYC. Then again, maybe she just believes in saving the earth by using mass transit.
A spy spotted her taking a seat on the Academy Bus from Holmdel, New Jersey into the Port Authority bus station this morning at 11 am. The price of a one-way ticket? $12.
While she was wearing more clothes than what we normally seen her in, our spy says she still looked pretty "slutty."
She was wearing a long white skirt with a black pattern on it, but her top was low-cut and backless and it showed off all her tattoos. She had on sunglasses too. Once we got to Port Authority, she just disappeared into the crowds.
We didn't think it was possible but St. Tropez just got a little sluttier. And no, Tara Reid wasn't involved. "Kristen" aka Ashley Alexandra Dupré aka Ashley Youmans posted photographs of her trip there last year. If you've been living under a rock you don't know that Ms. Dupré met the soon-to-be former governor for a tryst in a D.C. hotel room. In exchange for a few thousand dollars, she rode Amtrak from New York to Washington, D.C. to participate in a two-hour, um, rental.
But we're more interested in where she traveled to beside The Steamroller's pants. Last year, she wore what is clearly the obligatory wardrobe for the island--a white bikini--on a yacht in St. Tropez. Whether you're a high-priced call girl or an underpaid writer, St. Tropez is appealing. The region in Southern France actually has a few art museums, regattas, and festivals in addition to the expected celebrity fare. Maybe after Ashley's 15 minutes expire, she can head back. Just be careful Ashley, or you'll come back married to Pamela Anderson.
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