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The celebs came out to play this weekend for the grand opening of “CatHouse” at the Luxor in Vegas. The new establishment describes itself as such:

“Fusing restaurant, lounge and performance, CatHouse will offer the Las Vegas nightscape a discrete playpen for spontaneous, provocative and sophisticated entertainment. A loungerie inspired by the rich opulence of a 19th century bordello, CatHouse . . . [taps] into the openness of celebrating sexiness in a way that is empowering for all participants.”

Apropos to the self-description of CatHouse as a “playpen,” that boasts “performance,” I totally get why Jenna Jameson and Tera Patrick were invited to the grand opening. In fact, the line about how the lounge “celebrates sexiness in a way that is empowering for all” is the same excuse porn stars give when asked why they do what they do. But whatever, CatHouse sounds like a chill place that I’ll visit next time in Vegas.

Take a look at who else came out to purr at CatHouse . . .

Wow. I’m not sure how Jenna Jameson manages to look this wrong. It’s as if she woke up one morning and methodically plotted out how to ruin her curvy, hot body and pretty face. And then she did it. I mean we all have our days where we fantasize about anorexia, but do normal people take it there? No. Oh, wait, normal people don’t fantasize about anorexia? Okay, well, whatever. Anyway, there’s nothing left of Jenna’s former face and body, and it’s sad. Dude, you used to be beautiful…

And why the hell did Heatherette make her a model at their show this week? I believe this is the second time they’ve booked her since her gaunt look surfaced. I adore Heatherette, but this particular choice in models makes no sense to me.

Here’s to hoping that someone kidnaps Jenna and keeps her until she gains 20lbs and the Restalyne in her lips depletes.

If I had to guess, I’d say that skeletal Jenna Jameson was caught here in this photo trying to bang the crazy-as-shit out of her head. Or, maybe she’s gone to her happy place full of otherwise verboten calories. Whatever the case, I’m damn disappointed. Anorexia should be reserved for worthless starlets, not porn stars. I could care less if Nicole Richie throws up so much that she eventually loses the boobs I was never interested in anyway. But as far as I’m concerned the star of Cum One Cum All and Briana Loves Jenna should always look like a goddamn blow-up doll and not Skeletor.

I am quite disappointed.

TMZ reports naughty girl Jenna Jameson has filed for separation from husband Jay Grdina, also a porn star. The couple was married for over three years.

TMZ obtained the legal papers, filed in Los Angeles County Superior Court. Jameson, whose legal last name is Massoli, has been estranged from husband Jay Grdina. Grdina, also a porn star, performs under the name Justin Sterling.

The couple has no children, however, we’re told the divorce could get nasty. Sources tell TMZ the couple has no prenup, but Jameson is rolling in dough after selling her lucrative business to Playboy. Jameson is repped by mega-celebrity lawyer Neal Hersh. (source)

Gr-whata..? Anyhoo. Jenna’s currently rebounding with an Ultimate Fighting champion so get your game face on if you think you have a shot. That said…Two people who built a relationship amidst licentious orgies and taboo indulgences and getting the perfect money shot didn’t make it as eternal soulmates? Stunned. I’m gonna go out on a limb here, but landing a porn star prolly doesn’t involve flowers and romantic beach walks. Somehow I imagine a tightrope, officer uniforms, a pizza box, foot long rails of coke and a monkey in a conductor’s hat (It’s a monkey! In a train hat!) are not quite the elements for creating a lasting romance. Now if you’ll excuse me; I need to make a phone call. Suddenly I feel wildly qualified. And now. Click here for the Nudity. (yeah these are old, but she’s not getting any less naked, perv.)