Lindsay Lohan wasn’t getting enough attention for her new relationship with British cad Calum Best, so she took him to the Bahamas and invited the paparazzi. They were seen flying out of
Teterboro airport in New Jersey. While in the Bahamas, they showed off with some public PDA, making out and frolicking in the surf. Lohan’s top was pulled down just enough to reveal a nipple.

Why do these pictures look so familiar to me? Oh that’s right, she pulled the same thing with then-boyfriend Harry Morton last September, heading to Hawaii and inviting the paparazzi to film them there while she ran around in a bikini, kissed, and he grabbed her boob. Last year Lohan bikini pics were a dime a dozen, and it looks like not much has changed.

Both Star Magazine and The National Enquirer are running stories this week with the same details about Lohan’s drug use, most recently brought to public consciousness with the screengrabs taken of a video of her doing lines in the bathroom at Teddy’s. They quote a source as saying she does copious amounts of drugs and that she even orders bottles of liquor for breakfast.

“I saw her do more than 20 lines of cocaine,” says [Lohan’s] friend. “She was still up doing drugs at 11 a.m., even though she had started about about 8 p.m. the night before. She wasn’t even trying to hide it and was blantantly doing it off tabletops, keys and books, and in the closet, where she hunched over with her legs crossed, almost bent in half, doing it on the floor.

“I remember looking at her and thinking how pathetic she looked and how out of control she had become.”

Though Lohan’s rep calls the drug videos “heresay,” Star also has new bombshells about Lohan’s wild weekend at the Coachella music festival… “Lindsay bought six tablets of ecstasy for her and her friends – three with an imprint of a blue Smurf and three imprinted with a pink diamond,” claims a friend… “Once there, she bought an eight-ball of cocaine [about 3.5 grams] and she and her posse did line after line.” By sunrise, she was calling around, begging. “I need Xanac or Oxycontin, anything to bring us down!”

At the Viceroy Hotel, where she was staying, she also wrought havoc. “She’d order a $400 breakfast – two bottles of Ketel One vodka, one bottle of Belvedere vodka and a pottle of Patron tequila.”

[From Star Magazine print edition, May 21, 2007]

The article goes on to say that staff at the hotel where she was saying clapping when she left, because she would make them cater to her every whim, including bringing her Rice Krispies, Neosporin, and Taco Bell, at all hours of the night.

But hey, I guess we can forget about all that, because look there’s her nipple!

Thanks to Splash News for these photos.