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In this edition: Anna Wintour at Fashion Week, Scarlett Johansson and her small dog, Maggie Gyllenhaal and Peter Sarsgaard, Lindsay Lohan, Kimberley Stewart, Fergie and Missy Elliot, Dylan McDermott, Pamela Anderson, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Paris Hilton s Impersonator, Teri Hatcher, Conan O Brien and family, Tom Ford, Steve Buscemi, Michael Showalter, Fred Armisen and Martha Plimpton, Howard Stern and Beth Ostrosky, Kimberley Stewart again and Nicky Hilton, Karolina Kurkova, Fabian Basabe, Naomi Campbell, Salman Rushdie and Padma Lakshmi, Duran Duran s John Taylor, Portia De Rossi, Courtney Cox, Jodie Foster, Al Pacino, Sean Hayes, Benny Medina, Rashida Jones, Joseph Fiennes, Rose McGowan, Sofia Coppola, Eliza Dushku, Alan Cumming, Johnny Galecki, Rachel Dratch, an Olsen Twin, Horatio Sanz, Mya, Sandra Bernhard, Queen Latifah, Joel Siegel, and Pat O Brien.

12 Noon Sunday 2.05: Anna Wintour strode into the Lewis Albert runway show, taking her place front row. Her hip length fur coat and resplendent bob were dead giveaways. As the lights dimmed and the show began, she put her big, black sunglasses on, crossed her spindly legs and let her hands dangle in her lap—she is a true waif. She sat expressionless as the beautiful clothing pranced the runway. As the third-to-last model strode by wearing a gorgeous ocean blue evening gown with piping and train, I saw Wintour's facial expression change from a hyphen to a dash (- to —-), she was obviously pleased. She clapped at the end of the show and slowly took her leave, to a waiting car and lunch plan.

Saw Scarlett Johansson in Tribeca on Sunday, walking on West Broadway near Franklin. She looked cute, if pretty low-key and normal in a navy-blue toggle coat, with her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail. The only concessions to celebrity were big black shades and a ridiculous little yappy dog (a la Paris Hilton). She was with her dad and was complaining about something in her very distinctive voice.

On Friday I saw Maggie Gyllenhaal and Peter Sarsgaard on 9th Street in the East Village. Maggie looked typically cute in a matching winter ensemble. Peter looked like he'd packed on quite a few pounds, but even if he were starring in Shattered Glass with the extra weight, he'd still be hotter than any editor I've ever had.

I was at the launch party of a new energy drink, Tab Energy, which is quite yummy. Anyway, as I was scoping out the scene, I noticed that Lindsay Lohan was in the corner protected by a few bodyguards. At an opposite corner was Kimberly Stewart in a super short dress with here sister, Ruby. I hung around Lindsay's table, but not too much action so I decided to go to another corner where Fergie and Missy Elliot were hanging out. Ended up staying till the end where I also spotted Dylan McDermott (hot!) and Pam Anderson.

Walking around the West Village on Saturday morning, I saw everybody's second choice to win Best Actor, Phillip Seymour Hoffman. He was looking pretty scruffy and pushing a stroller with his girlfriend. I still find him oddly attractive.

[Ed: This sounds like the impersonator, actually.] At approximately 3:40pm on Friday afternoon (2/3), I saw Paris Hilton hobbling down 57th street, being filmed at close range by a single cameraman. She was speaking and looking into the camera as she made her way down the street and into the watch store, Tourneau. She was wearing those oversize white sunglasses she always wears in recent days, but they were slipping down her nose. Her hair was in a ragged little ponytail. For "warmth" she was wearing a pink fur capelet over her skin tight black and white printed dress. She walked like she was intoxicated in her super high heels. She wore surprisingly hideous frosted pink lip-gloss. To make this experience especially surreal, the Tourneau store pumps a ticking noise onto the sidewalk. I wasn't convinced it was her until the swarming and cellphone photographing began. It was a Beatles moment.

Saturday night, 2/4. Finished dinner at La Esquina and was at the bar drinking when I saw Teri Hatcher in the dining area, finishing up her meal with a female friend. I didn t see if she ate anything. She came over to the bar and stood next to our group for a few minutes before leaving. She was wearing an all white suit and is SKINNY in a way that is not normal for anyone over 8. She did not seem amused by all of the stares she was getting.

My best gawking sighting ever, well lately anyway. Last weekend I was coming out of Serendipity 3 and there was Conan O'Brien and his wife Mrs. Conan O'Brien and their little girl Girly O'Brien. Looking with the cute family they are. But I thought they had a baby boy, too. Maybe they left him at home or some other UES restaurant.

Spotted Tom Ford in the lobby of 4TS a few minutes ago. Yes, he's as hot as you think.

Saw Steve Buscemi on 5th & 3rd-ish in Park Slope Saturday night, around 6pm. Walking in the rain with a short, dowdy woman, and he looked as bug-eyed and creepy as ever. Also saw Michael Showalter on Flatbush and Fulton, looking smiley while shimmying between cars in stopped traffic.

Yesterday (2/6) spotted outside the tents at Bryant Park "geek love" couple Fred Armisen and Martha Plimpton (in matching North Face Jackets with fur hoods) chatting with Pretty PR girl/ Girl About Town Melissa Rosenfield. Melissa had just come out of Cynithia Steffe, they were off to Chaiken today before heading to LA. Overheard Fred introduce Martha as his girlfriend to Melissa, who seemed a little shocked; she later remarked to a friend she didn't know they were still hanging out till she read it on "gawker.com".

Saw Howard Stern and Beth Ostrosky with an older woman Sunday (2/5) in Bloomingdale's shopping in the plus-size department. Howard was wearing a Sirius radio hat and sunglasses. He s taller in person than I thought. His girlfriend is pretty and I wondered why they were shopping in plus size department.

I saw Kerri Russell Monday 2/6 at Club Monaco in Soho. I was looking through the sale rack searching for a bargain when I glanced to the left and saw her in the sale section as well. She was wearing little or no make up and had her signature curls pinned back away from her face. Average height and naturally pretty. She left briskly with a dark haired man.

Was at Bungalow last night (2/4) immediately Saw Kimberly Stewart and Nicky Hilton sitting right front and center. Both were as thin as you would imagine, and sported similar mod-ish type looks Nicky wearing her ubiquitous formal shorts outfit (at least this time they were white!). As for Kim, all I can say is that her face is nasty she was wearing a short dress and a glittery flapper-esque headband. Also, Karolina Kurkova was there, though strangely no one seemed to care. She is surprisingly short in real life obvi a skinny mini and looked beautiful but not especially model-esque. She had on a boots-over-jeans combo, and was relegated to the side of the club. Very self aware, she was sipping nervously and was attached to some man the whole night. Finally, the piece de resistance of the night was seeing Fabian Basabe in all his glory. He was conspicuously hanging out near Kim and Nicky, but he was def not part of their entourage. Anyway my friend and I approached him (actually he caught us staring and I beckoned him over) and surprisingly he was a good sport. We talked to him about Filthy Rich and Gawker Stalker he went on a small rant about the manipulation of camera editing. We assured him that we could care less about his well documented assholey-ness. He was actually quite pleasing, and he refrained himself from shouting out racial slurs. Then again, he might have waited until I left I am black.

I bumped into Naomi Campbell on the way into work this morning. She lives in the same Park Ave building my boss has a home office in (the same building where she beat up her maid). Usually, she's followed by a bunch of Personal Assistants and is wearing a "look at me" crazy glittery outfit, with wild long hair. Not this time...hair was pulled back, no entourage, and she was dressed in pants and clunky boots and not glammed out at all. She was walking to a car waiting for her outside.

Saw Salman Rushdie and his wife Padma at Indochine Friday night. They arrived around 11pm and were seated at the first booth on the right. Also, Natalie Portman last Wednesday with a group of friends at Caf des Artistes.

Il Sole, Sunday (1/29) John from Duran Duran, Portia De Rossi. On Tuesday, Courtney Cox in the main room with friends, Jodie Foster with a friend eating meat. Wednesday, Al Pacino came in with friends and ate spiny lobster, Sean Hayes ate spiny lobster as well; Benny Medina and Rashida Jones were there as well. On Thursday, Courtney Cox again for Sarah Foster's birthday, Joseph Fiennes, Rose McGowan.

I saw Sofia Coppola on Sixth Avenue in Soho both Friday and today (Monday) Someone needs to lighten up.

Sat. 2/4 next to Eliza Dushku in Bulgarian Bar. She totally busted me checking her out and confirming her identity with my friend. Then she elbowed me in the back. When my friend sort of indicated that Eliza was actually trying to get my attention, I turned around to find her kind of nodding and rolling her eyes in a "yes-its-me-just-go-ahead-and recognize-me-and-say-hi" fashion. I was then forced to acknowledge that yes, I recognized her and hey, good job on Buffy. Ok, so since when aren't you allowed to notice a minor celebrity, look, and move on without having them railroad you into some kind of awkward and lukewarm demonstration of fandom? Annoying. She was really tiny and cute though, which made me think Sarah Michelle Gellar might be like Thumbelina or something....

While attending a less than thrilling birthday party on Feb 3rd at an even less thrilling bar (Shag), spotted Alan Cumming prancing around in a white tank-top with 'drug dealer' printed on it, serving guests Magnolia cupcakes. Was hard to tell which was more disappointing: the fact that he was the highlight of the evening, or that he wasn't serving Magnolia's banana pudding.

Saw Johnny Galecki at Europan Cafe on 8th Ave between 42 and 43 on Saturday around 1:15 (presumably picking up lunch before the 2pm curtain for Little Dog Laughed around the corner). I'm aware that people appear smaller in real life, but his was really jarring he can't be taller than 5'4". Not sure what his hair looks like because he was wearing a gigantic black fur hat with earflaps seriously, comically large. He had a Nano strapped to his arm, so I could pretty unstalkerishly figure out he was listening to something in French. Hmmmmm. And he's much hotter than he was on Roseanne his features are less quirky up close.

I saw Rachel Dratch on 57th and Madison walking with a friend, talking in that loud annoying voice of hers. She looked hideous sans any makeup. Her face is just as weird and stroke-like in person. Her voice is even more troll-like in person. She could not be more than 4'8 and has extremely squat tree trunk legs. However, she plays a small prepubescent boy like no one I've ever seen.

The blonde Olsen twin at Teany, looking teeny. With three friends, all of who looked as homeless as she did. They, however, were not wearing two inches of pancake makeup, a gypsy's shawl, and rings that looked like they weighed five lbs each on several fingers of each hand. I swear those things were so heavy homegirl could barely pick up the fork to "eat" her beans and toast.

Monday, 2/6: Spotted SNL's Horatio Sanz laughing up a storm at the "I Eat Pandas" show at the Under St. Mark's Theater.

I literally ran into Mya leaving the American Museum of Natural History on Saturday around 5:00 with a really attractive yet unrecognizable male companion.

Spotted Sandra Bernhard last night (2/6) at Cookshop on 10th Ave. at 20th St. She was dining with a group of friends in a booth near the kitchen. Was very friendly to the staff when leaving (maybe a regular?)

Was in the presence of royalty Saturday night/Sunday morning as Queen Latifah graced us with her presence at an after-hours spot. She was pretty short and pretty crunked by the time she and her 47 person "possee" rolled out at about 5 AM.

My friend and I had to "sssshhhhh!" film critic Joel Siegel at "Tristam Shandy" at 19th Street Theater Friday Night. He was laughing and talking animatedly to younger brunette woman. Hey, doesn't he get free screenings?

I saw TV host Pat O'Brien at La Guardia airport (2/3/06). Not sure if he was flying in or out but he stopped to buy a magazine at one of the airport shops. Before recognizing her customer, the girl at the counter joked she'd give him the magazine for free if he'll give her his carry on (some expensive looking leather bag.) Then she said, "wait, you look familiar, I know you don't I?" At that point he acknowledged, and said his name. I'm not sure she recognized the name or just the face, but I'm guessing they didn't meet at rehab.