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“Sexy New Lingerie” For Blake Shelton Birthday Is Made-Up Story

A story claiming Gwen Stefani spent thousands of dollars on “sexy new lingerie” for Blake Shelton’s birthday was made up, Gossip Cop can reveal. The tall tale comes from the same fabrication factory that has published countless manufactured “exclusives” about the couple.

We’re talking about HollywoodLife, wholesale bikini of course, which is trying to capitalize on Shelton’s upcoming birthday. With the country superstar set to turn 41 on Sunday, the serial fabricators have crafted a number of “exclusives” tied to the occasion. For instance, one post asserted Stefani has “mixed emotions” over his birthday because it coincides with Father’s Day, while another contended Shelton was hoping to celebrate with her in Oklahoma.

While those two contentions may sound plausible, a third story on the subject is beyond dubious. “Gwen Stefani Planning To Blow Blake Shelton’s Mind With Sexy New Lingerie On His Birthday,” announces the headline. HollywoodLies alleges in the piece that the No Doubt front woman is “planning on pleasing him in every way possible  including in the bedroom! Ow! Ow!”

Although there’s no explicit mention of sex, there’s the claim that Stefani has spent a “pretty penny” on presents for Shelton, and “one of her biggest expenditures is the underwear she’s purchased for the occasion.” The webloid quotes a so-called “insider” as saying, “Gwen spent a few thousand on new lingerie too, she’s planning to totally blow his mind and make it the best birthday ever.”

What “insider” would be talking to a disreputable gossip site, or any outlet really, about Stefani’s lingerie purchases? What “source” would dish on her plans for “pleasing him in the bedroom”? HollywoodLies has crafted a lot of suspect stories about the couple over the last year and a half, but this one is especially worthy of raising an eyebrow.

It is ridiculous and absurd for the outlet to think readers should take such an “exclusive” seriously. Of course, Gossip Cop actually doubts that the online publication even cares whether or not its articles are taken seriously. The only goal is to score traffic by offering Google and fans original content. But given the claims here, and HollywoodLies’ history, this is quite obviously a story that should be taken with a (pretty big) grain of salt and an eye roll.

Thousands come to run, but only a few seek to really race

In the early morning dark of tomorrow, a doctor of chiropractic will slowly begin the chase of his fastest self. He will rise at 2am, slather on lubricant, slip on shoes and visualise in the silence. Bread and peanut butter will be eaten. Dynamic warm-up will be done. Prayer will be quietly uttered.

He ran 15km on Monday, 10 on Tuesday, 15 on Wednesday, 11 on Thursday. Some days he’s sore, tired, but always he runs because he knows with a devoted man’s clarity why he runs: “To fulfil all the potential I’ve been blessed with.”

That’s his goal, this is his long-term target: 2:19, which might get him to the Olympics; 2:19, which is 13 minutes faster than he’s ever been; 2:19, which he probably won’t get tomorrow at the Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon but he’ll chase it every week and month and year like a holy cause.

The runner is Ashley Liew, second at the 2015 New Orleans Rock’n’Roll Marathon, who will not be taking selfies en route or posting pictures of himself grinning in a Finisher T-shirt. He’s not here for fun but to be fast and as close as possible to first. He’s also a member of a tiny, barely-known Singapore sporting society: the elite runner.

Singapore is a city on the soleful move – 12,500 runners in the marathon alone tomorrow – but only few glide at a rapid pace. The city has parks, roads and weekly runs but recreation is the primary pursuit, not records: The goodie bag for some is more attractive than a proper gallop in the sun. But as Soh Rui Yong, two-time SEA Games marathon champion says: “High-performance runners don’t care about all that, we just want to race.”

Mass participation is a sign of a healthy awakening and inspiring proof of sneakered interest, but it has not yet translated into a wider, competitive ambition. Liew looks at his fingers and counts: Maybe eight elite male runners in Singapore, he guesses, and five women.

That makes 13, which is probably the number of long-distance world-class medals won by a single Kenyan village. We don’t have those genes, long limbs or hills to build our lungs. Instead we have a sticky heat, says Mok Ying Ren, the 2013 SEA Games marathon champ and 2007 triathlon winner, “that isn’t conducive to outdoor sports”. Parents, he adds, see swimming as a “gentler sport” and a fine skill to own on an island. Running, everyone knows. Yes, but running fast is something else.

Running, for all its flourishing new balance 574 running numbers here, isn’t yet as acutely competitive as in Japan and South Korea, whose men and women have together won 11 Olympic marathon medals and where admiring crowds stand deep along the route. In Singapore, when Liew’s girlfriend came to support him for the start of the Army half-marathon in August, she earned “funny looks” for she was the only one on Esplanade Bridge.