The NY Post reported today that at least one of the faces you’d expect to see at Nicole Richie’s wedding didn’t even make the guest list: Paris Hilton.

From the Post:

“Nicole’s wedding will be super small, and a lot of people who have played a role in her life like Paris have been cut from the guest list. She’s keeping the dress a secret and hasn’t even told her bridesmaids who the designer is. Christina, who ironically is going through a divorce, will be performing a song. She has been a good friend and wants to be there for Nicole.”

I wouldn’t take the lack of invite as a diss on Nicole’s part, though. The two haven’t appeared in public together in forever, and while they are most likely cordial, I doubt the two communicate often. Plus, remember how weird that was when Nicole started dating Joel and Paris immediately went for his brother, Benji Madden? Awkkkward. No one needs to deal with all that the day of their wedding.

Justin Bieber says he’s single, but yesterday, he and Selena Gomez were all over each other at an International House of Pancakes in Philly before the Q102 Jingle Ball. The two were set to perform just hours after they were caught canoodling on the same side of a booth, holding hands and linking arms the whole time.

Damn. I like this development. Selena is a bit older than Bieber, but she’s always been considered one of the good girls in young Hollywood. Plus, she’s been known to sass him, which gives me hope that she’ll keep the little guy grounded.

But don’t worry, it’s just salvia.  Totally legal.  Totally ok.

Now I’m pretty familiar with what weed is all about, but I have zero experience with salvia.  Being the thorough girl that I am, I went and did some research at drugsandbooze.com, and it turns out that the two drugs are totally different.  With that knowledge, I’d like to state that I believe this is actually weed. Right?

I could raise my concerns about how this might affect Miley’s role model status, but I’ve done that before, so let’s take a different route.  Did anyone else find this video oddly endearing?  From the “Is that my boyfriend?  Is that my boyfriend?” to the “Are you being as weird as I think you are right now?” to the incessant giggling, I’m sure many of us have been there.*  And it’s not like Miley’s roaming the streets, she’s hanging out with some people in her house, and someone happened to leak this video.  There’s nothing way wrong with smoking behind closed doors (meth doesn’t count).

*Mine was after a shot of absinthe.  I sang the Battle Hymn of the Republic through the parking lot and had a conversation with a zebra in the backseat, and my BFF recorded it.  I’ve heard that recording approximately 1,067 times.  When was yours?

And I desperately wish that she’d get back up on the horse and start doing blockbusting movies yet again. Because though I really enjoyed her in Mr. Deeds (oh yes I did – don’t try to pretend that you didn’t just love that movie), I’d really like some Beetlejuice, or Girl, Interrupted, or hell, even The Crucible-type stuff. Ryder made that shit watchable.

But I guess, you know, when you’re busted for shoplifting a little bit at a NYC department store and claim that it’s all because of a pesky Xanax-eating problem, you sort fall from grace a bit. But you know what, I forgave Winona, like, ages ago for that BS. Shit happens, you know? I can totally understand. And I moved past it. However, not as many movie producers people are as graceful or forgiving as I am, and they just won’t let her live the now-infamous incident down.  Thankfully, though, Elle sort of grills her about everything else aside from The Incident, though you have to know that the topic just danced around the entire time, lurking in the interview room like the remnants of a Thanksgiving dinner fart.

On the way girlfriend was raised:

Her upbringing undoubtedly shaped her: Her parents, stalwarts of the San Francisco counterculture, hung with Allen Ginsberg and John Lennon. Ryder’s father, Michael Horowitz, is a rare-books dealer and Timothy Leary’s archivist. “My dad just gave me [Leary’s] watch for my birthday,” she says. “It’s called the Borel Kaleidoscope; it’s, like, this interesting kind of watch that when you look at it, you can stare at it forever—it moves in this weird way.”

On her choices in literature:

She’s a voracious reader (both Mom and Dad are writers) and begins a lot of her sentences with “Have you ever read that book?” As an avid collector of first editions, she’s a big believer in “paper and pen” and writing letters, and has yet to use the iPad Ron Howard recently gave her after wrapping this month’s date movie The Dilemma.

On trying to date with a celebrity status:

“I remember being at this bar called Tosca in San Francisco, and I met this guy one night. He was really cute, and we were talking, and then, like, he just said something about how he had always had a crush on me. And I was suddenly mistrustful about why he was talking to me. I wanted to be just a normal girl flirting with a normal guy. It’s like you meet people, and they know this stuff about you. It’s why you want to meet somebody who’s in the same business, only because they understand more. But you don’t necessarily want to be with another actor.”

On having a family of her own:

Ryder says she’s not seeing anyone seriously now but has thought about what course her career might take when she, “knock on wood,” has kids. “I would at least take a couple of years off.” Just don’t expect her to disappear altogether.

You bet your ass I won’t.

What were your favorite Winona flicks? My personal favorites? Great Balls of Fire and Welcome Home, Roxy Carmichael. I’m serious – if you haven’t seen either of these films, go. Now. Netflix. Everyone’s got Netflix these days, don’t they (I don’t – I just cancelled mine. It so wasn’t worth it.)?

Apparently the students were pretty pissed off about the recent tuition hike which now states that an increase in annual university tuition fees will hit a maximum of 9,000 pounds – about $14,000 USD – yearly, though the fees are covered by government student loans and only have to be paid back once students are earning at least $33,100.

They were so angry that they broke a window on the vehicle, doused the car with white paint, and screamed a chant of, ‘Off with their heads!’  … Thanks for the dramatics, for real.

I guess my question is – what the hell are these kids bellyaching about? You want to go to college and you can’t scrape by on grants and scholarships, what do you expect is going to happen?  Dun-dun-dun … student loans.  Yeah, university costs are sometimes ridiculous, but it’s kind of a supply-and-demand kind of thing. If cost is going to be a problem for you down the road, here’s my suggestion – DON’T FUCKING GO. Most people I know (uh, myself included) have to pay student loans monthly (let’s try four hundred a month, for starters) and don’t make dick their first year out of college. Or their second.  Or sometimes even their third or fourth.  And you know what?  That’s life, baby.

I guess these kids didn’t get the memo that Britain is supposed to be the ‘Land of Good Manners.’

Are you guys hip to Tumblr?  If not, I’ll let you in on this neat little trick: fuckyeah_______.tumblr.com. Seriously, fill anything into the blank – unicorns, popcorn, Jesus Christ – and you’ll get a blog devoted to that topic.  So obviously, there’s a Fuck Yeah Ryan Gosling Tumblr, what with him being so dreamy and all.  I don’t know if the fact that he knows about it should blow my mind so much, but it really does.  It also opens the door to so very many questions.

If you knew that people were on the internet putting romantic captions on pictures of you, would you check it out?  If so, would it creep you out or boost your game?  And what’s next, Adam Lambert giving dramatic readings of poorly written fan fiction from Livejournal?

This is just a sample of the tough questions I’ve been trying to tackle today, but I only have one new certainty:  Ryan Gosling is beautiful and charming and possibly my new favorite person. We can discuss this in the comments, right?