Here is cute-to-some, hateful-to-others Star magazine editor-at-large Julia Allison singing along to Madonna in a sushi place. Watch it!

What was Star editrix-at-large Julia Allison saying to Tumblr's David Karp while they waited for Jason Calacanis's limo in Manhattan? (Photo by innonate)

A Mr. John French forwarded us a poorly punctuated invite. He seems to be extending it to the "Three Musketeers" — Julia Allison, Meghan Asha and Mary Rambin — for an all-expense paid trip to Pittsburgh and the Bahamas on the private jet of inveterate gambler Jeff Tott, who sits on Pittsburgh Financial's board of directors. Presumably they would want to explore "investment opportunities." Why not offer the getaway to Pittsburgh's own iJustine for her birthday? That seems easier. Update: And the answer is, um, no.

Julia Allison, Meghan Asha and their friend, bag designer Mary Rambin, are planning a mid-April trip to Silicon Valley. This time, they say they're after funding for their new startup — Oprah on the Web! — not geek boyfriends. The three met with some New York VCs last week and it went "well enough," Allison told me, that their next stop: Menlo Park. Ah yes: Broadway has become the warm-up act.

We asked which man most deserves Pownce founder Leah Culver's attentions: Googler Andy Smith or Flickr's Cal Henderson? In a late rally, Smith advocates won out. His 48.4 percent of the vote displaced the early leader, none-of-the-above option "cupcakes to face for both," at 43.5 percent. Now a pair of tipsters confirm Culver has, in fact, selected a new man. Has she heeded the wisdom of the crowd?

Julia Allison sings us a love song from SXSW. Is this for former beau Kevin Rose, we wonder — or for the Internet at large? She's got a point: Why do we build her up, just to let her down? Why?

"I'm in the midst of a transformation right now... so my outside matches my inside...It's going to take a bit of time. Please bear with me." [Julia Allison]

Below, watch as startup wantrepreneurs Julia Allison and Meghan Asha tell Pop17's Sarah Meyers about their plans to stop blogging, take over the tech world and renounce dating men who work in tech. Rumor has it they're planning a startup with the blonde you people are so crazy about, Mary Rambin.

We take it all back: yesterday, we sniped at handbag designer Mary Rambin (also BFF of Star talking head Julia Allison, and older sister of jailbait soap star Leven) for getting the cosmetic filler Restylane in her face. After all, we said, she's only 26 — and vanity is a sin! But then we watched the before-and-after video, which could just as easily serve as a paid advertisement for a.) the celeb dermatologist Dr. Bobby, or b.) Restylane. (For all we know, she's under contract with both!) The video hit a little too close to home. Actually, it put the fear of God into us: Rambin got her nasolabial folds — aka "marionette" or smile lines — injected, 'cause hers were quite prominent... as are mine, I've been noticing for the past year. Now, instead of scolding other people for public vanity, all I can think is a.) How much? and b.) Where do I sign up? Bring it on! (Click for the video.)

"It never occurred to me that at the ripe old age of 26 that I would need a 'filler,' but apparently I did," blogs Mary Rambin, the handbag-designing beta chimp to the blogging-retired Star talking head Julia Allison's alpha. You might remember Mary as the older sister of Leven, the jailbait soap actress who a.) stole Julia's last boyfriend, and b.) is currently dating Mens' Vogue's Hud Morgan, who recently got slapped by the NYO's Spencer Morgan at the Beatrice. Now Mary is seeing Julia's dermatologist, who has convinced her to plump up her lips (or possibly her nonexistent wrinkles, we're not sure yet) with injections at the tender age of 26! (Video coming soon; we're waiting with bated breath.) Honey, that's not the thing that ladies are supposed to admit to! You're supposed to take a "nice vacation to Florida" for facelifts, or a "long lunch meeting" for chemical peels. Also? Rambin outed Allison as having hair extensions. (Guess that wasn't actually a secret; we knew there was something a little too shiny about that girl's weave!)

Admit it: Julia Allison is irrepressible. The Star magazine talking head abandoned her personal blog because it was ruining her life; and broke up with her webtard boyfriend, Jakob Lodwick, because he slept with her "adopted" little sister and was crushed commercially by Youtube. But she's merely moved up the internet food chain. On photo sharing service Flickr, Allison shows her act is still fresh outside New York. Here, at the SXSW conference in Austin, Texas, she pushes out her chest into friending distance of the alpha geek of the moment, Mark Zuckerberg. Coincidentally, the Facebook founder was recently named by Forbes as the world's youngest billionaire.

Wired's Megan McCarthy caught geeklover Julia Allison cozying up to Facebook founder Mark Zuckerberg at SXSW. But, sadly, we can't expect the pair to get together anytime soon. Zuck only cheats on his girlfriend with his girlfriend and Julia, well, she's just not that into him. From a post to her blog, last summer:

"I am ashamed of myself but in JA's absence, I have become obsessed with her 'friend' [Mary Rambin]," writes in a tipster. "Sixteen blog posts today!! do with this what you will ... and send someone here to kill me. I can't believe I've been sucked into caring about these people. But I care! Oh how I care!!!" Do not fret! Because you are not the first person to start sending in tips about Julia Allison's handbag-designer-or-whatever friend Mary since Julia stopped blogging. It's normal. It only proves researchers right: chimps have long enjoyed looking at photographs of the dominant chimps in their tribe. "I know it seems like I'm [Julia's] lady in waiting," Mary blogs. No, it seems like you are the appointed beta female. Why can't we look away? Because we're all just chattering monkeys, and recognizing hubris is good for group dynamics.

Mashable's Pete Cashmore and geekophile Julia Allison are not seeing each other, they'd like you all to know.

AUSTIN, TX — A confession: Between the rain pouring down and the rumors pouring in, I didn't even make it to the Austin Convention Center today for any of SXSW's official programming. A show veteran granted me absolution: "No one makes it to the third day." The third night, however, was not optional. The hot ticket: Facebook's Get.friends party at Pangaea. The Crush party at Six Lounge a half-block down Colorado Street was the chill-out alternative. Scott Kidder and I hopped between the two, snapping pictures all the while. Mazyar "Mazy" Kazerooni of OpenHulu fame joined up for the party tour. At Six, I found myself sandwiched between Sarah Lacy and Julia Allison, SXSW's two controversy magnets. Back at Pangaea, I spotted Dave McClure grooving ecstatically to BT, the electronica artist Facebook evangelist Dave Morin picked for the event. (Don't tell Morin: BT has a MySpace page.) The afterparty? It took so long to get going anywhere that we ended up having it outside on Colorado Street, where Wired's Megan McCarthy administered breathalyzer tests. More photos:

Think of a high-school reunion held the day after you graduate: That was the vibe at the Side Bar Sunday night, where Gawker Media (publisher of fine weblog media products) threw a party for Valleywag and our sister sites, io9 and Lifehacker. We won Twitter praise for the free beer and minimal line out front, despite the wall-to-wall crowd in the Side Bar's expansive patio. Valleywag alumna Megan McCarthy, whom I never see in San Francisco — yes, she's been avoiding me — showed up toting Wired's award for best website started before most SXSW attendees were born.Vile videoblogger Loren Feldman showed up and didn't say anything truly nasty, to my disappointment.Julia Allison appeared, dressed as Julia Allison with a furry, green hat. Scott Beale and Brian Solis were on hand lensing everyone; Beale caught me and Caroline McCarthy of News.com having a moment, above. More photos, after the jump.

Professional funnylady and amateur gossip Heather Gold just invited Julia Allison, professional gossip and amateur tech event crasher, onto her panel on — ha, ha — Gossip. "Explain to Shaila [Dewan, New York Times correspondent] what you do again," asks Heather, "since her coverage is of real disasters and not the Internet." Her response?

College Humor co-founder Ricky Van Veen today blogged about how Gawker writers are "hurling dozens of harsh items a day at vulnerable people," and said it's only a matter of time until one of them is murdered by a "victim." In case he didn't get his, uh, point across, Van Veen went ahead and described exactly how someone might, hypothetically, kill a Gawker blogger. First, be a thinned-skinned introvert who bottles up his emotions for years, so one can go apeshit about a blog post (crime of passion=manslaughter=reduced sentence!). Identify the author of the post by reading his byline (clever!). Then hunt him down, since you "know where the writer works (a low-security, first-floor storefront). These bloggers aren't guarded national TV pundits with chauffers and security — they're young people making relatively little money and taking public transportation." He also writes, "statistically it's just a matter of time before one of your targets snaps. It's simply a numbers game." Creepy and servicey all at once! But if Van Veen thinks "harsh" and "negative" blog posts about microcelebrities are really so dangerous, perhaps some housecleaning is in order closer to home. After the jump, a nasty attack on Star editor and Time Out New York columnist Julia Allison, created in the offices of College Humor sister site Vimeo and published to the world by Vimeo Community Director Blake Whitman.

AUSTIN, TX — 1:53 p.m. Central Time: Facebook PR director Brandee Barker gave me this exclusive scoop: CEO Mark Zuckerberg, who's due to take the stage for his SXSW Interactive keynote in minutes, is not wearing his famous Adidas flip-flops.

A curiousity in our inbox: Meghan Asha, the Silicon Valley heiress who formerly dated TechCrunch editor Michael Arrington, may not actually be Meghan Asha. A tipster says Asha's last name is actually Parikh, and her father is Mihir Parikh, a successful Silicon Valley entrepreneur. One piece of evidence that suggests Asha is actually Parikh: A friend congratulated Asha on running the New York Marathon last fall. But no one by the name of Asha ran in the marathon. Instead, a Meghan Parikh did. Asha's — rather, Parikh's — close friend Julia Allison also changed her name. But one wonders if Parikh was doing more than just following a friend's fashion. Update: More evidence, courtesy of the enigma herself: