This happened on Tuesday, so I’m sorry it took so long to get them to you, but I absolutely obsess over the runway pics from this show. First, because the lingerie is always so gorgeous and creative and exciting. Second, because looking at the bodies on these models reminds me why I bust my ass in the gym and make the turkey chili I saw on The Biggest Loser and tell the girl at the sandwich shop to fuck off when she tells me the chips come free with the sandwich and drink. It’s total inspiration, and it makes me push myself harder. (That’s what it does for me. I understand a lot of you are going to masturbate to it, and that’s a totally acceptable use of these photos, too.)

The hilarious Laremy over at Film.com has posted his annual live-blog of the televised event, which is ALWAYS a must-read. This is also, believe it or not, the first year the Victoria’s Secret show has featured an Asian model, and we’ve got a piece on her story over at our sister site.

Tom Brady and Gisele Bundchen, who are expecting a baby around Christmastime, are keeping quiet on the baby’s gender until the birth. Actually, just Tom is because he’s the only one who knows. Not even Gisele.

Tom went on some sports talk radio show this morning and according to People Magazine, he’s not telling anyone the baby’s sex, including his own father. “I’m really the only one that knows at this point. My dad asked me. I haven’t told him. [Gisele] doesn’t know. It’s a pretty good feeling knowing something that no one else knows.”

What a dickface. You know why People put Gisele’s name in brackets, right? It’s because he referred to his wife as “She”. “She” is a female cat, Tom Brady! Show some damn respect. And tell your father the sex of the baby. And come over here right now and make out with me. We’re done here.

John Mayer, who we all either love or hate consistently for his ridiculous public persona, has made headlines again for messing with chicks that he has no business being around. Except this time it’s a little different than that whole Jennifer Aniston thing… He was just trying to get the most famous lesbian couple in the world back together, and as a gossip blogger I have to thank him.

The details according to Hollyscoop:

“Lindsay and Sam didn’t arrive together. Lindsay walked in, and the two said a quick hello, but then Linds went to the table where John was sitting.”

According to the source, Sam eventually came over to the table but sat on the opposite side of John. The source says, “Lindsay looked upset that Sam hadn’t come over to her, and she started whispering to John, who looked like he was trying to calm her down. She looked pretty angry. Then John got up and went to talk to Sam.”

And whatever John said, it reportedly made a huge difference to the girls! Apparently after John’s little intervention, Lindsay and Sam spent the night talking and laughing.

“Lindsay seemed happier than she has in ages,” the spy says. “Sam eventually got up and deejayed for a while, and Lindsay kept standing up and looking over to the deejay booth, smiling.

OK, so probably what happened was John Mayer was holding court with some homies in a corner, Lohan came up to him all “Why isn’t Samantha talking to me?!” and stomping her feet and the whole deal and so then eventually John was like “Hold on, let me talk to her. Then John went to the DJ booth and was like “Go talk to Lindsay” and then Samantha was like “I can’t deal with that right now. I’m working.” Finally, John convinces Samantha to put her iPod on shuffle and she goes over to Lohan and tries to pretend everything is happy and normal for a few minutes. She was just putting in the time because it would buy her some breathing room. You know that move, you know how that works.

But John Mayer is totally a connecter, you guys. You heard it here third.

images from JustJared.com

I met Olivia Wilde once at this red carpet event I was working back when I had to do a lot of red carpet things for another company and lemme tell you: If I only knew two years ago that the blue-eyed bombshell I was talking to on the NBC Burbank lot was going to go ahead and turn in to the sexiest woman on the planet, I probably would have listened a lot closer to her anecdote about some bad LA driving experience she had.

Her new photos in Lucky? They defy gorgeous. Of course there’s Photoshopping involved (and I only point that out because she looks a bit like a doll in some of these shots), but what the hell? Are there really people out there who are born this good looking? I can’t even wrap my brain around her face, let alone the fact that she’s got a slamming body and a seemingly intelligent brain inside of that perfect head. Genetic lottery, fools. She won it.

The preview for Chris Brown’s “Graffiti” came out today and man! Chris Brown has learned sooooooo much, you guys. It’s ridiculous what beating your famous girlfriend in a car in Hancock Park and then having to do like, forty hours of community service will do for a guy. He’s been “in the game” since he was 15 and then he was smacking around his girlfriend for a little bit and then he really figured out his life and now he’s back! He’s back with this faux-artsy music video with a documentary style intro.

Watch the video because it’s funny, but if you want to hear some much better new music, check out Timbaland’s new track that I can’t stop playing or even this Rihanna b-side.

Hello, everyone!

After lots of consideration, I’ve decided to leave my post here at Evil Beet.  It is time for me to move on and concentrate on the things that make my world spin the fastest — you know, candy and booze.

I cannot thank you enough for all the love and support that you have shown me over the past 14 months.  Kind readers have offered me everything from a warm word of life advice to an exceptional gluten-free blueberry muffin recipe.  Were I to travel to New Hampshire or Ohio or South Africa, I could probably find an Evil Beet fan who would offer me a cup of tea.  You have taught me so much about human kindness and how it can exist in the hearts of people you’ve never met.  I Thank you.

I look forward to reverting back to my former role of EB reader and look forward to seeing you all on that side of each post.

Hugs, kisses and Mischa-hate 4eva,

Wendie Tobin