Snooki Loses Her Pouf


Last night at Clive Davis’s pre-Grammy party, Black Eyed Pea Will.I.Am rapped, “There ain’t no Tower Records, ain’t no Sam Goody, but I don’t give a [bleep]. We gonna keep making music.” Barbra Streisand also showed up at the party, which took attention away from Rihanna (whose altercation with Chris Brown occurred after Davis’s party last year) and fueled rumors that she’s planning a pop-music comeback. Members of the cast of Jersey Shore also represented at last night’s awards: The Situation flashed his Situation to the cameras, while Snooki went without her trademark pouf. (We hope it was a one-time thing. That pouf is where she keeps her mystique!) Check out Vulture’s copious Grammys coverage here.

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