NSFW as far as the video contains Hennessy and lingerie.

Sean John's new Unforgivable Woman must be some stanky-ass perfume if MTV is really rejecting these ads. I mean, Mr. Combs remains fully dressed while striking multiple elevator-humping poses with Australian hottie Jessica Gomes. Above is the 3-minute long-player (the rejects were reportedly 30- and 60-second spots).

Surely there's nothing a Britney or L.Lo couldn't get away with on eMpTV these days. Is Puffy just manufacturing hype out of thin air? MTV has no comment. And the primary source on the MTV neg is the New York Post (Page Six, no less) part of News Corp. which also owns MySpace which will host/simulcast Diddy's star-studded launch party for the fragrance tomorrow night. Will Isaac Mizrahi be there?

Sunday MTV had some pretty memorable Video Awards out in Las Vegas. Britney Spears allegedly made a fool of herself, Kid Rock allegedly clocked Tommy Lee in the face, and Kanye West got pissed that he was shut out of winning any awards and swore never to work with the music network again.

Before all of that took place, many of the musicians and stars walked past the gauntlet of press on the red carpet that wound its way through the casino floor of the Palms Casino.

After the jump check out a huge collection of photos and insights from being on the red carpet at the Most Infamous MTV VMAs Ever.

I am not a fan of Britney Spears, but I do have respect for her. No really. I do. I think it was pretty damned smart of her to totally whore herself out to the entertainment industry like there was no tomorrow, make loads of money, and then happily retire after a few short years of work. The Britney business model let her quit working while she was still young so she could have sex all day with Federline at her ranch, lounge around her pool with her sister, and strut through her local Wal-Mart without a care in the world. But, then I saw the 2007 MTV Video Music Award clip and, uh, well, I just don't know what else to say that hasn't been said elsewhere.

Her performance was so unprofessional that I have to assume it's was a joke. Britney Spears was playing a joke on MTV. She must have been. And more power to her! She must have gotten the idea from the people who go on the American Idol auditions and intentionally give a bad, (albeit hilarious) performance, just to mess with the pretentious and annoying judges. We all know that MTV is painful to watch -- the way that MTV brainwashes America's children into bad-taste wielding, pre-pubescent, consumer-monsters with pre-conceived notions of self-entitlement, is just asking to get...hmmm...how do they say it nowadays? Oh yes, that's right. MTV is just asking to get punked by somebody. Now that Spears has her own kids, she probably doesn't want MTV's crap infiltrating their impressionable little minds. So I guess she decided she was the just the woman for this anti-establishment job.

I have to give it to her, for being a down-with-the-establishment novice, Spears did a pretty good job. Just a few seconds into her act, you can clearly see that she is trying really hard not to crack up laughing at herself. I mean the glittery bikini + heavy-duty boots + pre-pot belly costume was a great comedic choice. Letting us all see the right angle where her real hair meets her extensions was a great touch. Not knowing the words to the song; not bothering to accurately lip-synch; and being obviously drunk was just hysterical to watch. The way all of the other dancers had to help her get around the stage was just classic physical comedy. The Three Stooges, Laurel and Hardy, and John Ritter were clearly her inspiration for the performance.

And the best part is that MTV hasn't figured any of this out yet! This is all just too funny. Really it is. You can go to the MTV website and watch the whole thing where they claim that they have "hit the jackpot." MTV has yet to edit out a single stunned audience member not clapping. Bravo Britney!

LAS VEGAS, NV - Right before the end of the final musical act of last night's MTV Video Awards, Puff Daddy got on the mic, looked into the camera, and invited everyone to a party at the 32nd floor of the Palms hotel here in Las Vegas.

Well, I just happened to be in the Palms hotel, and I had a pair of pretty nice laminates, so I was able to make it to the 32nd floor of the Palms shortly after the awards ended, I even had a gorgeous blonde date with a tiny dress, but when we arrived at the 32nd floor, the guy on the chair in the hall said to the elevator full of party people "artists only. This ain't that kind of party." And then repeated again, "artists only."

I said, "perfect, my name is Vincent, and this is Michaelangelo."

Oddly, the gentleman was not aware of our work, or Diddy's invitation, and sent us, and everyone else who weren't artists, back on the elevator and back down to... Las Vegas.

Poor us.

Truth of the matter is, despite that rejection, and the freaky clusterfuck that we experienced inside the Palms as MTV took on the ambitious task of trying to produce a live musical television broadcast, set in over a dozen locations within a hotel casino - as the gambling continued - the VMAs were a thrill to attend.

After the jump, who looked hot, who did not, and who got the biggest cheers from the fans who filled the casino...