Look, it’s Neve Campbell, in a rare public appearance in her adopted hometown of London.

She may dress like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman these days, but she’ll always have the sad eyes of a Salinger.

She’s sticking around to play Hillary Clinton when necessary, but, after that, Amy Poehler will be peacing out to have a baby — and she’s not going to return.

“It’s gonna be really hard — Boyz II Men hard — to say goodbye to yesterday,” she says. “SNL was dangerous, late-night, last-minute and star-studded, but like any good drug, you need to know when to put it down.”

Amy will be working in some capacity on The Office spinoff after she leaves SNL, but she hasn’t gone into much detail about that.

SNL needs more chicks on it now.

Hire me!

Jason Biggs takes his quickie-wedding wife, Jenny Mollen, to the premiere of My Best Friend’s Girl, and they still look happy as can be!

Good for you, Jason!

I think it’s bedtime. It’s hard to focus on the screen. That color did something strange to my eyes.

Hey, do you guys remember when I had, like, my little nervous breakdown at the beginning of this year? I mean, even before Charlie died and all that and I was just out of my head fucking crazy and going through some really rough shit and it sucked hardcore? Yeah. This is the color my hair was back then. I distinctly remember wandering into the hair salon through my haze of crazy and being like, “I want it white. I want it to have no color left.” And the poor stylist was like, “Oh, sweetie, let’s talk about some nice highlights instead,” and I was like, “Listen to me. I want my hair devoid of color. Strip it of everything,” and she begrudgingly did it, shaking her head the whole time. It turned out looking a lot like this. I don’t know why I felt this need to have my hair scream “trashy stripper” at that point in my life, but I did. It just felt necessary. Fuck, if that shit had happened a year earlier, I would’ve probably just shaved my whole damn head, but, at the time, people would have been like “Ugh, total Britney wannabe.” Anyway, in my mind, this shade of hair color will always be called Emotional Breakdown Blonde. Someone alert Clairol.

It’s weird to think that shit went down less than nine months ago. It’s mind-blowing how much my life has changed since then. How that person and that life is a distant, fading memory already. Like it all happened to someone else.

And even just today. I was so sad this afternoon — it felt scary and limitless. And then I talked to some people I didn’t expect to talk to and said some things I didn’t expect to say and did some things I didn’t expect to do and, over the course of a few hours, the way I felt changed so drastically. I’m fine now. I’m calm and I’m content and I’m grateful. I have to remember that if I just wait patiently and pay attention, God hands me everything I need. I don’t know why that always slips my mind right when I need to remember it most. Hopefully I can help some of you begin your day today with that in mind.

Here’s Heidi at The Pink Party in LA, an event to help raise money for women’s cancer research.

Also there: Lori Laughlin, a pregnant Jennifer Garner, a (hopefully!) pregnant Poppy Montgomery, Vanessa Minnillo, Brooke Burke, Natascha Henstridge and more!

Pamela Anderson was in Rome to promote Pam: Girl on the Loose (“Spirito Libero!”) and the normally photogenic Pammy can’t seem to hold still for a single decent shot on the red carpet. This happens every now and then with Pam. You know, when she’s high.

God, she looks worked.

They should just skip the bullshit and call this show Pam: Loose Girl.

Nicole Richie may still be an untreated alcoholic with a propensity toward unnecessary roughness while intoxicated, but at least she’s taking time out of her busy day to stand by signs to help a very important tax write-off social cause.

Nicole and Joel did some promotional work on Monday for Marble Slab Creamery the Text CHILD to 90999 campaign, whereby you can donate $5 to the Richie-Madden Children’s Foundation just by sending the aforementioned text message. It’s billed to your phone, which is actually quite ingenious and awesome, and I’d think more of it if I had any ability to take Nicole Richie seriously when she’s still out getting wasted and violent, albeit in lower-profile situations than she did previously. It’s still irresponsible and totally unacceptable, Nicole. Get some help.