Rosie here is the lady who replaced Megan Fox in the Transformers movies.  And maybe it’s just her breathtaking dress here combined with my total lack of appreciation for Megan Fox, but I think Rosie has Megan beat by miles and miles, at least.

What about you guys:  Rosie or Megan?

Well, then you best get your ass over to Glastonbury, because the word is that Beyonce will be joined onstage tonight by those lovely ladies, Kelly Rowland and Michelle Williams, to recreate one of the most magical musical trios of all time!  I know, I’m looking into airline tickets too!

Before we all get our hopes up too high, let’s get grounded a little by reading the actual story:

A story in today’s Daily Mirror claims Michelle, 30, first suggested the idea that the girls get together and now it seems all three will at least spend some time together at the festival.

An insider claimed: “Beyoncé was over the moon and sorted them out with Access All Area passes and accommodation. From there, plans developed and the idea of a brief on-stage Sunday evening reunion was mooted. It’s still very much up in the air as no one wants Bey to feel she’s being upstaged. One idea is for the two girls to join her on stage towards the end of her set for a medley of their hits. But whatever happens, the three girls are getting back together at Glasto and planning on having an absolute ball.”

I don’t know about you guys, but I am just so thankful for this.  Sure, Beyonce has been crazy successful since the Destiny’s Child days, but her solo music? I’m sorry, and maybe it’s just my inner 13-year-old rocking out in my soul, but “Halo” doesn’t hold a candle to something like “Emotion”, or even “Jumpin’, Jumpin’.” So yes, I would be absolutely ecstatic over a Destiny’s Child reunion.  What about you guys?

Oh, you mean you didn’t know Daniel Craig and Rachel Weisz were dating? You didn’t even know that Rachel Weisz was still alive after she stopped being in the Mummy movies?  Well, you’re not alone, because the rest of the whole world feels the same way.

The couple, who have been dating since last fall, got married last Wednesday in New York, and it sounds like even most of their own families didn’t know about it.  The secret wedding only had four guests – Daniel’s kid, Rachel’s kid, and a couple of friends.  And that’s how you do a secret wedding, everybody.

If I’d ever seen a James Bond movie in my life, I might have taken a moment here to make some sort of joke about it, you know?  Like I might have made some witty allusion about Bond’s stealth, because I assume he’s super stealthy, right? Seriously, my only knowledge of James Bond comes from that scene in Rent where Collins and Angel dress up like Bond and Pussy Galore, and my brother used to have this game for his Nintendo 64 I watched him play sometimes, but that’s all I got. So feel free to make your own jokes in the comments, and while you do, I’m going to fondly remember how hot Rachel Weisz used to be.  Deal?

Here’s the story: Justin Bieber loves Lil Wayne.  So much.  He wants to rub his feet and take him to the beach and do all those things that people in love do together.  Well, ok, that last bit is mostly fantasy on my part, but Justin really does love Weezy to pieces.  Here, I’ll let Lil Wayne describe it for you himself:

“That’s my little homie now. He texts me every night asking me to do [his] damn song. That’s my nigga, but I can’t do it. Like I said, I don’t want to fuck his shit up.”

What he’s saying is that he’s not about to bring his particular musical stylings to Bieber’s hoards of teenyboppers, which is actually pretty respectable.  However, my newly discovered respect for Lil Wayne is not nearly as strong as my newly renewed love for Justin Bieber, because I’m sorry, but the image of The Biebz desperately trying to get a hold of the ever elusive, wise old Weezy is just too much to bear.

As I’m sure you’ve heard by now, last night New York legalized gay marriage.  As if this news wasn’t beautiful enough, the word is that this wonderful decision is making other states reconsider their own stances on the issue.  Do you know how glorious it would be if all the states got it together long enough to make marriage legal for everyone?  It would be more glorious than dry humping Justin Timberlake. It would even be more glorious than Katy Perry’s boobs. And are you ready for this? The complete legalization of gay marriage would be EVEN MORE GLORIOUS than The Rock at Splash Mountain.  And that’s almost unbearably phenomenal.

Just to tie this all in to the celebrity gossip world, do you know what this decision means?  It means that beautiful Neil Patrick Harris will finally be able to marry his longtime boyfriend and fellow father, David Burtka, which is obviously fantastic.  Here’s Neil’s celebratory Tweet:

I know there’s still a ways to go (to directly quote a friend on the Facebook, “New York, New York. They embrace being gay while my state tries to make the word illegal! 6 down, 44 to go.”), but I’m a big believer in celebrating the victories.  So you all celebrate your asses off tonight, and I’ll see you in the morning!

That felt really strange to write. It’s like, when did this world become a place where Jessica Simpson could tell anyone “hey, you have a drinking problem”?  I guess it happened when Ashlee Simpson started looking a little bit like a heartless bitch and also started guzzling “eight to ten bottles of wine a week.” Yeah, probably somewhere around then.

From Star via Celebitchy:

Jessica Simpson has staged an intervention for her troubled 26-year-old sister, Ashlee. Ashlee is in the middle of a painful split from Fall Out Boy bassist Pete Wentz, 32, with whom she has a 2-year-old son, Bronx. And reportedly, she’s not handling it well.

“Ashlee is downing eight to 10 bottled of wine a week,” a source reveals to Star. “Jessica is on a mission to save Ashlee from self-destructing, and she told her to funnel her angst into songwriting.”

Knee-deep in wedding prep, Jessica has even enlisted her fiancé, Eric Johnson, who has been helping Ashlee craft songs.

“Jessica has also been writing with Ashlee, but refuses to take any professional songwriting credit,” adds another insider. “The biggest reward for Jess will be seeing her baby sister bounce back.”

I’ll accept that Ashlee Simpson drinks ten bottles of wine every week. I could see that. But the bit about Eric Johnson, Jessica Simpson’s fiance who used to play football and go to business school, helping Ashlee write songs?  That’s just too bizarre in an oddly adorable way, isn’t it?

I believe Star this time around, but what about you guys?  Do you think Ashlee might be downing nearly a dozen bottles of wine every week, or do you think this is just more tabloid nonsense?