Our girl Christina Aguilera got wasted this weekend, what did you guys do?

Christina and her boyfriend, Matthew Rutler, and a friend or a bodyguard or something I’m assuming, were photographed leaving a club earlier this weekend. Positive props, right off the bat?: I’ve gotta say, that shade of pink lipstick really flatters her boy’s complexion.  It goes well with his sweaty, already-hungover pallor. Flattering. And impressive. I mean, he’s wearing more of her lipstick than she is, brava.

Incidentally, can you just imagine these two lovebirds all curled up in a dark corner of a seedy club, stumpy limbs entwined and sucking face while intermittently whispering sweet nothings into one another’s ear? I’d imagine it’d go something like this:

Matt: Oh, gurrrl, the way you nibble my lower lip.

Christina: Mmm BEEF. CHICKEN. RIBS.

Matt: I really think we’ve got something real, don’t you? I mean, I know a lot of our time is spent in the dark and under the influence of a lot of fucking booze, but I really think you just GET ME.

(More audible groaning and lip-smacking.)

Christina: NOM NOM NOM. … I’m sorry, you’re getting me what? Did you say ribs, p’raps? BABY BACK RIBS?

A lot of people were all broken up when Lily Allen said that she was taking a hiatus from her music career to start delving further into the fashion world by opening up a vintage clothing store, but now that sneak-peeks of her designs are emerging (and getting a pretty positive response in general), those die-hard fans of hers just might have another reason to be stoked over girlfriend’s talents.

Lily and company have opened a store in the UK called Lucy in Disguise, and apparently, business has been so good that it’s beginning to necessitate some rad homemade designs from the equally-rad Lily herself.

Check out the sampler of designs in the gallery. Would you wear this stuff? I’m pretty partial to the green dress on the bottom right, I gotta say … the one with the cacti and horses, though? Unless I’m stunt doubling on a Hey Dude remake, not so much.

Ooh so intense.

While I recover from the visual assault that was the trailer, I’m also going to add it to the growing list of ‘movies I’m totally not going to see.’

The books were super, and Rooney Mara was pretty good as Nancy in the Nightmare on Elm Street reboot, but her role as Lisbeth Salander is actually pretty miscast, despite my initial excitement over her role in the Americanized version of the movie.

The only likable part of the trailer? The almost-OK Led Zeppelin cover. Then again, unless your band totally sucks, going with Led Zeppelin is ALWAYS a good idea and will ALMOST always redeem whatever damage you’ve done.

What do you guys think – is this movie going to rock or blow?

“The kids ask about marriage. It’s meaning more and more to them. So it’s something we’ve got to look at.”

Remember back when Brad claimed “Angie and I will consider tying the knot when everyone else in the country who wants to be married is legally able”? Well it looks like those adorable kids of his are wearing him down.

So, oh SNAP. A Brad Pitt-Angelina Jolie wedding? Could you IMAGINE this business? Could you imagine the reaction from Jennifer Aniston (I know, low blow, but don’t dare tell me that it didn’t remotely occur to you for even just a second)? Would it be the wedding of the decade? The century? Would you pay to see this go down?

You know who we haven’t talked about in a long, long time? OK, I know: the headline ruined it. It’s totally Meghan McCain. Remember that one time when she posted a photo of herself on Twitter or something, and it totally displayed her huge, amazing jugs? Yeah, I do too. And even though I disagree with some of her politics, and the fact that she chose to be born to someone who ENDORSED SARAH PALIN as a Vice Presidential candidate, I really dig this girl. She’s got an awesomeness to her that can’t be bought, faked, or even borrowed.

Meghan did a quick interview with the New York Times, and I’d have to say that pretty much ALL of her answers to all of the questions asked were pretty fabulous. Don’t believe me? Check it out:

LEAST-REPUBLICAN PIECE OF CLOTHING: My black studded Christian Louboutin heels. They are hard-core. My friend nicknamed them my dominatrix heels. There’s nothing Republican or political about those shoes.

INDISPENSABLE ITEM: My MacBook. It’s depressing. It’s like my baby. I named it Bambi. My iPhone is named Thumper. How sad am I?

INTERNET DATING? No. I would get slaughtered. My profile would be on Gawker in five seconds.

MATERIAL OBSESSION: I love skulls. I have 10 of them. I love the way they look in my place. I have one on my night stand; one on my desk; crystal ones in my kitchen; one that’s filled with vodka; some with diamond eyes.

HUMAN OBSESSION: I am borderline obsessed with Sofia Coppola. She is unbelievably talented and has a famous father and established herself as a force to be reckoned with in her industry. She’s so much cooler than I am.

BIGGEST FATHER ISSUE: Anything gay …

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So I realize that actors and actresses and what not have to wear what their movie role dictates, and right now Emma’s filming a movie in Pittsburgh called The Perks of Being a Wallflower.

This is also why I’m giving girlfriend the benefit of the doubt here, and saying that this particular getup definitely has all to do with her role as ‘Sam,’ and positively nothing at all to do with how she does it up going for coffee on her off-days of filming in the Steel City. Because that alternative is just unforgivable.

I still love you, girl.