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Looks like we can look forward to another Hannah Montana musical masterpiece soon.
Hannah's alter-ego, Miley Cyrus (we're still not sure which is the good one and which is the evil one), was seen entering a Santa Monica recording studio today.
The 15-year-old was accompanied by her mother, Tish (rhymes with "Dish"), who held her daughter's hand as they approached the studio. (We're assuming that's because Miley is too young to cross the street by herself.)
Speaking of Miley, In Touch Weekly recently examined the question of whether she's growing up too fast. According to their source, Cyrus was recently at Los Angeles' Boulevard3 nightclub and "having a little too much fun."
The witness noted, "She wasn't drinking alcohol, but she was rocking out."
Can the same be said of her new musical project? Time will tell.
Well, perhaps "moonlights" isn't the proper word; generally, one has to have a primary job before one can moonlight.
Actually, Kelly was on her way to Kate Moss' post-NME awards soiree, looking stylish if not quite lifelike with a microphone necklace and glittery silver shirt.
Also at the bash was Kate's new fellah, Kills guitarist Jamie Hince.
While we're sure that Kate's party was a rager, Kelly split relatively early, leaving at 1 a.m.
Which gave her plenty of time to scurry back to her lair and avoid exposure to sunlight.
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Whoa; what's going on with Amy Winehouse's face?
We can't help notice that, as she moved her final remaining belongings out of her old place today, Wine-O was sporting a seriously swollen cheek.
Allergic reaction to her newfound sobriety?
Did her dentist go overboard with the novocaine?
Did she fall down while trying to pull her ballet slippers on?
Back-alley run-in with Russell Crowe?
Being big fans of Amy's, were hoping that there's an innocent explanation for all this. Like maybe she's storing nuts in there.
Yeah; that must be it.
UPDATE: WINEHOUSE HAS BEEN CLEARED OF ALL WITNESS-TAMPERING CHARGES IN THE CASE INVOLVING HER HUSBAND, BLAKE FIELDER-CIVIL. CONGRATS, AMY; NOW GO SEE A DOCTOR ABOUT THAT SWELLING.
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Hey, we didn't know that there's an Absolutely Fabulous remake in the works!
Actually, that's just Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen, looking somewhat Eddy and Patsy, as they weave their way toward the Bourdelle Museum in Paris.
We can only imagine that they were there to peruse the vast array of Beethoven-inspired art in the Collection Bourdelle.
We're not sure why they're bothering; after creating the masterpiece that was their I'm the Cute One album, they really have nothing to learn from a hack like Ludwig.

Being a country-music superstar has its advantages.Like, people actually pay you to soak up suds and sunshine on a beach in Cancun.
Filming a Corona beer commercial in Mexico, Kenny Chesney seemed to embrace the kick-back atmosphere, pulling off his boots and wriggling his tootsies in the sand as the crew prepared for the shoot.
Of course, we couldn't blame him if he felt compelled to toss back a few. Not only was the poor guy married to Renee Zellweger but, much like Pam Anderson's recent gambit to rid herself of Rick Salomon, Renee quickly filed for an annulment based on fraud,
"The only fraud that was committed was me thinking that I knew what it was like," Chesney later told 60 Minutes. "That I really understood what it was like to be married, and I really didn't."
We'll drink to that.
What was going through Janet Jackson's mind as she promoted her latest CD, Discipline, at the Virgin Megastore in Hollywood yesterday?
Was it:
"Oops! I could've had a V-8?"
"Michael's asking how much for the ferris wheel at Neverland?"
or
"Youch! This nipple ornament is cold!"
Our guess is that she was just informed that she also had to make an appearance on Larry King Live. That guy makes us bug out, too.
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Aw, yeah! It's Leap Year, people, and that means that, not only are you getting a bonus edition of Blog Jam, but you're getting a totally sweet, expanded edition of Blog Jam as we widen our net for the juiciest celeb news.
Let's jump to it:
First, Yours Truly brings you the story of Drew Barrymore and Justin Long's wicked Mexican getaway!
Flynet delivers some Insider information.
Pacific Coast News reflects on the sheer awesomeness of Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt.
Celebslam hits us up with Jessica Simspons' imminent Kuwaiti vacation.
A Socialite's Life brings us up to speed on Ashton Kutcher and Tyra Banks' reality-TV convergence.
Go Fug Yourself dares to stare at Fug Whisperer Aisha Taylor.
The Gossip Girls go ga-ga over Kate Moss's night on the town.
Popsugar delivers a bulletin on Leo DiCaprio's Celtic Pride.
Celebrity Baby Blog takes a walk with Gwen Stefani and her pride and joy.
And What Would Tyler Durden Do tells us that Heath Ledger's doctors are totally cleared!
See you next time!

Julia Roberts hasn't had the friendliest relationship with the paparazzi--in fact, not too long ago she chased down one shutterbug in her car and confronted him.
So why was she all smiles for the cameras in New York's Meatpacking District yesterday?
Perhaps because she had just come from an appointment with her favorite hairstylist, Serge Normant and, feeling like a Pretty Woman again, she was conducive to having her new look documented.
Then again, it could just be relief over the fact that Serge didn't give her the same hairstyle as her former hubby, Lyle Lovett.
Either way, we're glad to see those pearly whites again, Julia. Drive carefully!

Children in Los Angeles delighted in a rare treat today, as the latest tour of Sesame Street on Ice arrived in town with a parade featuring none other than Big Bird!
Oh, wait. That's not Big Bird? It's Kirstie Alley? Wow.
Sorry, kids.
Kirstie's visit to Krimson Hair Studio today was apparently cut short, as she left the establishment with her hair still wet.
The reason for the abrupt departure remains a mystery.
Perhaps, in a moment of clarity, she realized that her hairstyle was the least of her problems.
Or, probably more likely, she got hungry and decided to go out foraging.
If we were Valerie Bertinelli, we'd be watching our backs right now.
Take heart, guys and gals; if you had your sights set on Pete Wentz or Ashlee Simpson, there's still time to make your move without coming off like a skeevy homewrecker.
Contrary to recent buzz, the couple--seen here at a CD release party for Ashlee's Bittersweet World album earlier this week--is not engaged, according to one of Ashlee's representatives.
Rumors began to circulate about the alleged engagement after Ashlee appeared on Fuse TV's The Sauce and showed off a promise ring that the Fall Out Boy bassist had given her.
"It just means that he hasn't asked my Dad (for permission) yet," Simpson said when asked what the ring meant.
With regard to another rumor--that the pair are expecting a baby--that's a big negative, too, despite a recent FriendsOrEnemies post the pair had made suggesting otherwise, according to Simpson.
We haven't been this disillusioned since our parents told us the truth about the Tooth Fairy, which we're still recovering from. But hey, that was only a week ago, so give us time.
Who wears short-shorts? Lindsay Lohan wears short-shorts.
Temperatures reached into the 80s yesterday in the Los Angeles area, and LiLo took advantage of the unseasonably warm weather to show off her gams while lunching in Beverly Hills.
We have to say, for a girl who's packed about 45 years of life into her 21-year existence, she's holding up pretty good. Look at those legs; smooth, shapely, and not a single puncture wound to be found.
Of course, with her kid sister Ali recently announcing plans to launch her own show-biz career, Lindsay's probably feeling a little extra pressure to keep herself fit these days. That's what we call a healthy competition.
Yowsers; we guess Barbadian bombshell Rihanna is determined to make good on the title of her latest album, Good Girl Gone Bad.
On Tuesday, the singer took to the stage in Dublin in an outfit that must have had attendees' heart rates triplin'. The barely-there, red-and-black number made her look half-dominatrix, half-superhero and all woman.
Forget the umbrella; we need a fan and a glass of ice-water. It's getting hot in here!
Hello, Blogheads! Today we have two reasons to celebrate.
One, it's time for another trip around the Net to sniff out the best in celebrity news.
And two, it's Gilbert Gottfried's birthday! Happy 53rd, Gil!
In honor of both, read the following bulletins out loud with your best Gilbert Gottfried impersonation. Lord knows we wrote them that way:
Just Jared sets our loins ablaze with super-sizzling shots of a shirtless John Stamos!
A Socialite's Life brings us up to date on Boy George's captive eroticism!
Luckily, Celebslam wipes that unpleasantness from your mind with Bijou Phillips bikini pics!
Go Fug Yourselves asks, "Will There Be Fug on Daniel Day-Lewis' mug?"
The Gossip Girls fill us in on Heath Ledger's ongoing death investigation!
Popsugar informs us that Britney Spears is still acting like a weirdo!
Celebrity Baby Blog gives birth to an item on expectant mom Soleil Moon Frye!
And What Would Tyler Durden Do gives us the scoop on Tyra Banks' delusions of homelessness!
See you tomorrow!
Tragedy was narrowly averted last night as Elle Macpherson exited the Institute of Contemporary Arts' Figures of Speech fundraiser in London last night.
Apparently a bystander took a spill in front of the Australian beauty and nearly took her down with him.
But hey; Macpherson has been a professional model for more than 20 years. With that kind of walking experience, you learn a thing or two.
Elle's superior agility snapped into action and she was able to right herself before her pretty face merged with the pavement.
First you conquered our hearts, and now you've conquered gravity itself. Way to go, Elle!
And see you next fall! Click below to view the full gallery.
Did Villa Lounge run a special on Geritol cocktails last night?
We're not sure how else to explain these photos of 70-year-old Dustin Hoffman partying down at one of Hollywood's hottest nightspots.
Hoffman was at Villa with his wife, Lisa Gottsegen, so we doubt he was trying to pick up LiLo.
Maybe he was just teaching the young'uns the Lindy Hop, or regaling them with tales about how, when he was a kid, he used to wear an onion on his belt, which was the style at the time.
Pop-quiz time. Was Dirt-y girl Courteney Cox holding a water bottle up to her face as she arrived at Los Angeles International Airport because
a) She was having a hot flash;
b) She's still embarrassed by hubby David Arquette's 1-800-CALL-ATT commercials; or
c) She's developed an allergy to cameras that threatens to end her 20-year acting career?
The answer is d) we have no idea, but we certainly hope it isn't self-consciousness. You haven't aged that badly, Court. No matter what, we'll be there for you.
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Sadly, this is not the sordid tale that some of you might be hoping for.
G.I. Joe starlet Sienna Miller was spotted taking a stroll with Porgy and Bess--her scruffy companions not named Rhys--in London yesterday, quaffing a cool, refreshing Coca-Cola as she ambled along.
It seems that the beverage wasn't quite refreshing enough, however; the cinematic beauty, apparently fatigued from the walk (or perhaps from freaking out on the paparazzi), hitched a ride back home from the police.
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Well, maybe she hates Los Angeles. God knows, this city can be a cruel mistress.
Or perhaps it's because, even though she didn't win any Oscars, she totally blew away the other gals on the red carpet.
Then again, her ear-to-ear grin could be due to the fact that she's not traveling with her boyfriend, real-estate developer Raffaello Follieri. Raffy was sued last year by a business associate for allegedly misappropriating funds and squandering them, in part, on a private jet trip with Anne.
Nice to see that Anne has wised up and is going commercial. Hope you're flying coach, babe!
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Aside from being beautiful, Sophie Monk is one smart girl.
After all, if we found out that our recently estranged fiance was dating Paris Hilton, we'd be at the health clinic, too.
But that was but one stop for the Date Movie star and former girlfriend of current Paris Hilton boy-toy Benji Madden.
Sophie, who broke up with Benji earlier this month, was seen wisely getting on with her life and hitting the town in Los Angeles today. She grabbed a low-fat latte, did a little grocery shopping and made a trip to Blockbuster, perhaps to rent Fatal Attraction.
Good for you, Sophie; everyone knows that the quickest cure for a broken heart is a busy schedule. But if we see you at the pet store, intently eyeing the bunnies, we may have to intervene.
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It looks like Amy Winehouse's weekend schedule just opened up a bit.
A Norwegian court has decided to postpone a hearing for her and incarcerated husband Blake Fielder-Civil's drug possession charge, which was scheduled for this Friday.
But that's only because Blake is due in a London court that day for yet another matter.
Gawd, don't you just hate when you have conflicting court dates? Here's a helpful hint, kids: We've found that avoiding arrest does much to eliminate that dilemma.
The postponement couldn't have happened on a better weekend, either; it appears from these photos that Winehouse is in the middle of moving, on top of everything else.
Could she finally be relocating to the Osbournes' London guest house, as previously reported? We're totally gonna throw a party if that happens.
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Greetings, Blog-trotters! Time for our daily constitutional around the Intraweb, to see what kind of sticky stuff collects on the bottom of our shoes. First off, Just Jared gets into Presidential candidate Barack Obama's pants.
Celebslam reports on the continuing genius of Gary Busey.
Go Fug Yourself asks, "Is a banged-up Rachel Bilson too fugly for words?"
The Gossip Girls say "adios" to the Spice Girls.
Pop Sugar is happy to report that Eva's putting the "mend" in "Mendes."
Celebrity Baby Blog is bursting with news about Nicole Richie and Harlow Winter.
And finally, What Would Tyler Durden Do inducts Lindsay Lohan into the Role Model Hall of Fame.
Okay, see you tomorrow! And don't forget to wipe your feet before you come into the house!
OMG, Mischa! DUI? And P-O-T? WTF?Yesterday, the Los Angeles District Attorney's Office charged Barton with misdemeanor charges of driving with a blood-alcohol level of .08 or higher, driving without a valid license and possession of 28.5 grams or less of marijuana.
The charges stem from Barton's early-morning arrest in West Hollywood on December 27, after officers observed her Range Rover straddling two lanes and pulled her over.
The former O.C. star appears to be contrite. "Obviously, I'm 100 percent responsible for my actions in this case, and I'm really disappointed in myself," Barton noted on Ryan Seacrest's morning radio show.
Don't worry, Mischa; even if you are found guilty of all charges, you'll probably spend about 23 minutes in jail. Then you'll BRB on the S-T-R-E-E-T.
Hey, look! It's Rick Salomon, a man who's apparently so unsavory that even Pam Anderson is trying to disavow any romantic relationship with him.
Anderson recently filed papers with Los Angeles Superior Court, asking that her quickie Vegas marriage to Paris Hilton's sex-tape co-star be annulled.
The pair have been married for only two months. Anderson cites "fraud" as the reason for the split.
How's that?
Perhaps a statement made by Pammy on The Ellen Degeneres Show will shed some light on the matter.
Claiming that their relationship began after they reached an agreement over a $250,000 debt the actress had accrued, Anderson noted, "I paid off a poker debt with sexual favors, and I fell in love. It's so romantic."
Yeesh. Anyway, we caught Rick exiting Villa Lounge in Los Angeles last night, presumably looking for the next lucky lady to take his hand in marriage.
Personally, we don't think there's enough Purell in the world to make that happen.
Those dark glasses and hat don't fool us, Winona Ryder. We've had your face permanently etched into our memories ever since we sculpted that Ramen-noodle bust of you back in college.
The Reality Bites babe seemed to be camera-shy as she arrived in Paris to attend the ready-to-wear fashion shows taking place there this week. We just don't get it; if we were blessed with her looks, we'd walk down the street demanding that strangers take our picture.
Anyway, we hope she enjoys her Parisian sojourn. And a word to the shows' security guards: you might want to check her bags on the way out. Just sayin'.
Could it finally be happening? Are The Hills' Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt finally getting ready to walk down the aisle?
The all-American couple went on a photo op shopping trip along Los Angeles' Robertson Boulevard yesterday, dropping into trendy boutique Kitson.
Among their purchases? A wedding day survival kit.
We're not certain about the exact contents of the kit--though we're assuming it includes duct tape, needle-nose pliers and a blowtorch--but we do know that a couple doesn't just go out and buy a wedding day survival kit if there wasn't, in fact, a wedding day being planned.
And of course, we would never accuse Speidi of leading us all on for the sake of heightened publicity.
Good God, we hope this isn't a put-on. If anyone deserves marriage, it's those two.
While Brit-Brit stocked up on jeans, the traditional throng of paps stocked up on pics, snapping away furiously and creating a commotion in and of themselves.
Egads, it's gotten so that a gal can't even pick up a little denim without landing in the news. It's probably enough to make her want to shave her head and attack a car with an umbrella.
Stay strong, Brit! And we hope you bought maternity jeans, if Star magazine's story about you carrying Adnan's bun in your oven is true.
Nothing relieves the stress of a whirlwind publicity tour like a hearty dose of retail therapy. Just ask Kate Walsh--if you can pull her away from the clothing racks long enough to get an answer from her.
In Sydney to promote Private Practice, Walsh and hubby Alex Young hit the trendy boutiques of that city's Paddington district with credit cards a-blazing. The couple dropped a bundle on Scanlon & Theodore tops and Tsubi jeans.
Go for it, Kate! A girl's gotta look stylish when she's on the PR trail. And we love the way you seem to be consoling Alex with a pat on the back of the head as he endures the shopping process.
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It's Ms. Jackson if you're nasty, but Janet Jackson seemed determined to be anything but nasty during her live performance on Good Morning America yesterday.
On hand to promote her new album, Discipline, Jackson strutted and crooned in an outfit guaranteed to prevent wardrobe malfunctions. Nipple-high pants, white-collar shirt and tie .... what, no pocket protector and horn-rimmed glasses taped together in the middle?
Sigh; how we yearn for the days of Janet's risqué Rolling Stone cover.
Or her days of performing as Penny Gordon on Good Times. That was a really good show. Dy-no-mite!
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The prospect of living a dog's life doesn't seem quite so distressing, if one could be the dog cradled against terminally sexy Christina Ricci's bosom.
The Black Snake Moan starlet was seen carting her pup (we're assuming that's Buzz Goldicci, the recently acquired companion to Ricci's other dog, Sheriff Steve Goldberg) through Los Angeles International Airport today. Despite the duo's near-criminal cuteness, they were able to make it through security en route to their flight.
Just one question: Could a dog of that size be considered cur-ry on luggage?
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Starting MSRP on a 2008 Mercedes-Benz CL-CLass? $103,600.
Living in a country where even someone like Adnan Ghalib might feel entitled to own one? Priceless.
Paparazzo/Britney Spears hanger-on Adnan Ghalib dropped by a Mercedes-Benz service center recently, ostensibly to get Brit-Brit's car a tune-up.
In the middle of errand-running, though, Adnan's mind seemed to wander. Then his feet wandered, as he climbed behind the wheel of one particularly seductive Benz.
Could Adnan have been considering a purchase of his own?
Sure, why not, Addy? You've earned it. In some weird way.
UPDATE: According to Star magazine, Britney is pregnant with Adnan's spawn. Hope there's room for a car seat in that Benz, big guy.
Look out, photogs; Sienna Miller, whose dislike of the paparazzi is well-documented, is brushing up on her firearm skills.
Miller, seen here arriving at Heathrow Airport with boyfriend/
"The best bit is that I'm doing that gun-twisting stuff," said Miller, who's playing the Baroness in the film. "I'm learning how to shoot properly, and it's all cool and a lot of fun."
No word on whether Miller is also developing her Kung-Fu Grip for the film.
Ashlee Simpson and Wal-Mart: Have there ever been two entities better suited for each other in the entire history of the universe? We think not. And now, the two have merged to create one gigantic pile of awesomess.
Everyone's second-favorite Simpson girl made an appearance at the Farmingdale, New York branch of the discount chain last night to promote her new single, 'Get Outta My Head (Ay Ya Ya),' a Wal-Mart exclusive. The event was attended by 500 to 600 winners of a local radio contest. According to Newsday, it was total fan-demonium.
"She was really, really, really nice -- and so pretty," gushed one teenage fan.
The feeling was apparently mutual; Ashlee noted, "There's so much love here."
Well, at least unless the CD skips; then she'll probably launch into a tirade blaming her backing band.

As Flavor Flav might say, you know what time it is.
It's link time, friends, as we take a quick trip around the Blogosphere to bring you the day's freshest catches. Yeeeahhh, boyyyys! (And girlsss!)
Celebslam weighs in on Brittany Murphy's growing reputation as a diva.
Just Jared files a breaking report on Naomi Campbell's hospitalization.
The always-kind Go Fug Yourself asks, "Is Tara Reid all fugged up?"
The Gossip Girls dish about the Olsen Twins' new clothing line.
Popsugar ponders, "Who is that mystery man with Jennifer Aniston?"
Celebrity Baby Blog gives birth to Melissa Joan Hart's final baby journal entry.
Meanwhile, What Would Tyler Durden Do kneels before the superior masculinity of Hugh Jackman.
See you next time!
Is the carnival back in town already?
Nah; it's just a pink-wigged Amy "Tattooed Lady" Winehouse and Kelly "Ghostface Kella" Osbourne,
We're not sure what the occasion was, who the girl is, or whether she was forced to adopt Winehouse's makeup style under duress.
But if this is an indication of what kind of scene to expect when Winehouse moves into the Osbournes' London residence, which she announced plans to do earlier this month, we'd say a reality show is in order.
Newly minted celebrity couple Paris Hilton and Benji Madden were spotted celebrating their relationship at Los Angeles' Hyde Lounge last night, before dashing off in the Good Charlotte guitarist's car.
While Hollywood relationships aren't known for their durability, we have a good feeling about this one, and wish those crazy kids all the best.
More importantly, we can't help what this might mean for onetime BFFs Paris and Nicole Richie, what with Benji's bro, Joel, being Nicole's baby-daddy and all. Could a Simple Life spin-off be far behind? Oh, Lord; we think we're developing a case of the vapors.
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No, Anthony "Sir" Hopkins wasn't addressing a Shriners' convention.
The lauded thespian donned a tassled chapeau to unveil a statue of revered British comedian Tommy Cooper in the latter's hometown of Caerphilly, Wales over the weekend.
During the dedication Hopkins delivered a spot-on imitation of Cooper, who wore a fez as one of his trademarks.
"Before I start I just want to say this; this. Or that. Or this is as funny as that," Hopkins joked.
Much to our dismay, the actor didn't depart from the ceremony in a tiny car.
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Good Mormon, starshine!
Eternal heartthrob Donny Osmond flashed his legendary million-watt smile as he prepared to depart from Los Angeles post-Oscars on Monday.
The eternally youthful Osmond had reason to grin as he signed autographs for fans; not only does he have a new album, From Donny With Love, out this week, but a full-scale Osmonds tour has been announced, presumably including his collapsible sister Marie.
Speaking of which, it was recently announced that Donny had hired Marie's 16-year-old son, Michael, as his personal stage manager for the tour. The hiring was something of a lifeline for the troubled lad, who was recently released from rehab.
Hmm; maybe Amy Winehouse can open for them?

Forget the gowns, the glitz, the sublime whimsy of host Jon Stewart.
As far as we're concerned, the standout moment of last night's Oscars came courtesy of Gary Busey.
The traditional banality of the red-carpet interview process was shattered into a thousand tiny pieces when Busey approached Ryan Seacrest, who at the time was attempting to extract a trite soundbite from Jennifer Garner and Laura Linney, and engaged Ry-Ry in a stream-of-consciousness ramble.
According to Seacrest, Busey laid the following rap on him, edited for something resembling clarity:
"You are to me, when you're working, an innocent champion of honesty ... Your heart has a way to embrace the truth in your delivery without looking like you are reading from a script .... What spontaneity is--spontaneity comes from an invisible idea that is there before the creation began."
As if to underscore his point, Busey leaned in and planted a kiss on the neck of a visibly nonplussed Garner.
Perhaps this moment was a result of Busey's skull-splitting motorcycle accident several years back. Or was Busey, who converted to Born-Again Christianity following the spill, merely spreading the Good Word, as he saw it?
Either way, we salute Busey for cutting through the pomp and circumstance to keep it real--or unreal, as it were.
Click below to view a gallery of Busey purchasing sandwiches--which he apparently does when he's not providing the rest of us with food for thought.
While Penelope Cruz celebrated boyfriend Javier Bardem's Oscar-night triumph in Hollywood, her younger--and, dare we say it, more breathtaking?--sister, Monica, was basking in retro-fashion at Christian Dior's Fall/Winter show, as part of the Paris Fashion Week.
Monica, 30, pulled up a front-row seat as Dior's creative director, John Galliano, showcased a groovy body of work that harked back to the days of bouffant hairdos and go-go dancers.
According to Galliano, the sartorial nostalgia trip was inspired by a look through the 1960s archive of American Vogue. The designer noted, "It was a time of optimism and bright colors. It seemed to me what is needed right now."
If you ask us, any place where Monica Cruz is in attendance is sufficiently bright, thanks very much.
Other shiny, happy people in attendance included Marisa Berenson, Agnes Boulard, Clotilde Courau, Marina Hands and Lucy Liu.
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Yes, yes; it's all about the post-Oscars coverage today in Celebrity Blog-land. But we'd like to take a moment to recognize those tireless Internet commentators who've dug deeper to unearth the lesser-known Hollywood happenings amid the awards mania. Without further ado we present the winners of the February 25, 2008 Bloggies:
Kudos to Celebslam, for shedding light on rehab graduate Lindsay Lohan's recent wobbly exit from Villa Lounge.
And to Go Fug Yourself, for having the courage to ask, "Colin Farrell: Fug in the Mug?"
Likewise, big ups to Celebrity Baby Blog for uncovering Sean Combs' endorsement of the J.Lo Twins.
Just Jared, come on down! Good job on dissecting Katie Holmes' not-at-all-cultlike devotion to Tom and Suri.
Hey, Gossip Girls! How could we forget you, and your exemplary job in reporting on Brooke Hogan's camera-hogging bikini romp?
Popsugar? That was pretty sweet, the way you informed us of Christina Aguilera's staff-firing tirade.
And What Would Tyler Durden Do? Why, score our coveted Walter Winchell of the Internet Age award for his coverage of the Jimmy Kimmel-Sarah Silverman wars.
Congratulations, all; please accept an imaginary cookie for your efforts!
Say what you will about Amy Winehouse: Her commitment to sobriety might be shaky at times, but she definitely stands by her man.
The recovery-bound chanteuse was spotted once again visiting her imprisoned hubby, Blake Fielder-Civil, yesterday.
Fielder-Civil is currently ensconced in Pentonville Prison (whose other notable guests have included Oscar Wilde, Pete Doherty and The Stranglers' Hugh Cornwell), awaiting trial on charges of "perverting the course of justice" (which probably isn't nearly as much fun as it sounds).
Amy was accompanied by supportive dad Mitch and accessorized with an eye-catching leopard-print head scarf that was half-Erykah Badu, half-Sheena, Queen of the Jungle. (Come to think of it, that's probably a pretty nifty way to smuggle contraband into jail.)
Rooted in devotion as it might have been, the visit was fairly brief; not long after photogs captured the feral-furnished singer heading back to her home in North London.
Which is understandable; after her own recent rehab stint, Winehouse probably gets a little edgy within institutional walls.
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"Oscars? I don't need no steenking Oscars!"
So seemed to be former Friends-ter Lisa Kudrow's motto yesterday, as she skipped Hollywood's hifalutin awards ceremony for a shopping trip to Bristol Farms.
Kudrow was spotted with a gal-pal at the groceries emporium while the rest of the city reveled in its own fabulousness. We have to say, it's pretty refreshing to see a celeb shun the hullabaloo of self-celebration in order to mingle with the lower classes.
At least, we're assuming that was Kudrow's intention. Certainly, it's inconceivable that the star of Romy and Michele's High School Reunion couldn't have secured an invite to the Academy Awards.
No word on what Kudrow picked up at the market, but it's safe to assume one thing: She isn't carrying a statuette in her grocery bags.
We imagine that the manufacturers of Bayer and Alka-Seltzer were rubbing their hands together in gleeful anticipation last night, as Hollywood wrapped up the 80th Annual Academy Awards and went into full-on party mode.
Alex Gibney and Eva Orner (whose Bush Administration indictment Taxi to the Dark Side won Best Documentary Feature) weren't the only ones in the mood to celebrate. With Vanity Fair canceling its traditional bash this year, the soiree to beat was Elton John's AIDS Foundation event at the Pacific Design Center, which drew a slew of luminaries such as Patricia Clarkson, Faye Dunaway, Marion Cotillard (who took honors for Best Actress, in La Vie en Rose), Sean Penn, Kate Beckinsale, Billy Joel and Sharon Stone. As a rare treat, the host banged out an 11-song, full-band set of his biggest hits, including "Rocket Man" and "Tiny Dancer."
Elton's bash reportedly raised $5.1 million for charity. That ought to at least serve as some consolation to throbbing heads this morning.
Javier Bardem had reason to be proud last night. Not only did he take honors for Best Supporting Actor at the Academy Awards for his work in No Country For Old Men, but the film itself won for Best Picture.
Plus, he pretty much made America's hearts melt with his acceptance speech.
So we can't fault him for gripping his Oscar like a scepter, or for wanting to do a little post-awards celebrating.
Bardem and his girlfriend, actress Penelope Cruz, skipped the hype-heavy to-dos and attended a private party last night, their sense of jubilation apparent on their faces.
We have to wonder, though, if Javier's hands might be better occupied. After all, what's the bigger trophy; the miniature gilded dude in his lap, or the full-size Spanish beauty beside him?
Oh well; that question's probably best decided with a coin-toss. There's no question about this, though: Javier is one lucky dude.
Judy Greer went on a tear through Los Angeles' retail outlets Thursday, accompanied by an expecting friend and her husband. The shop-happy trio hit up discount fashion boutique Maxfield Bleu, the yarn barn Knit Cafe, and upscale maternity store Cadeau.
Whew! We're a little worn out just looking at the pictures.
The retail warriors recharged their batteries with some fine desserts and tea at the Sweet Lady Jane bakery. We probably would have gone with a good, stiff drink ourselves.
Most people stop at removing their shoes and belts when they pass through airport security. But Paris Hilton goes the extra mile in keeping our airways safe. Or something. While heading for a departing flight at Los Angeles International Airport, America's Favorite Heiress took off her Rolling Stones tank-top before passing through the metal detector. We're assuming this was because of some sort of metallic fabric in the garment, and not a compulsive urge to disrobe at random.
Equally curious is Paris' decision to split town as the Oscars--and Hollywood's biggest party weekend--approach. We can't imagine that she's suddenly become soiree-averse. Maybe she's just protesting the fact that The Hottie and the Nottie failed to garner any nominations.




It's Friday afternoon; time to shake off the work week and knock back a nice, refreshing link. Or six.
Just Jared delivers the scoop on The Office's Jenna Fischer losing her paparrazi virginity.
The Go Fug Yourself Folks tsk-tsk Katie Holmes' fashion tragedy.
The Gossip Girls dish on Russell Crowe's refreshingly violence-free family shopping trip.
Popsugar delivers a sweeeeeeeet look at a shirtless David Beckham.
Quite naturally, Celebrity Baby Blog welcomes Jennifer Lopez's double blessing.
And finally, What Would Tyler Durden Do gives a shaky thumbs-up to Megan Fox.
Cheers!

Apparently, in the Carter clan, Aaron is the doobie brother.
According to authorities, Nick's kid brah was arrested in Texas yesterday when, after pulling him over for speeding, police officers found marijuana in the car.
Ah, Aaron; how far you've come since the fresh-scrubbed days of your 1997 debut album. First you date bad girls like Lindsay Lohan and get engaged to a former Playboy model. Now you get popped in the Lone Star State with a stash of weed.
What's next? Crack-den shootout?
One thing's for sure; if House of Carters is picked up for a second season, it should make for some interesting viewing.

We don't know if Enrique Iglesias is truly an Insomniac, as the title of his latest album implies. However, he is apparently an early riser.
The Latin music superstar put on a spirited performance in Miami for The Today Show's concert series this morning, busting out such hits as "Be With You," "Don't You Forget About Me," "Push" and "Donde Estan Corazon" (which we think translates into, "What time is it, anyway?").
This wasn't the only media appearance for Iglesias in the last couple of days. The heartthrob created a splash last night during the Premio Lo Nuestro awards show, when he allowed TV reporter Mayi Salas to plant a kiss on his lips.
That quiet, muffled sound you hear is probably Ann Curry sobbing jealously.









































































