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No, sillies, that's NOT Anna in the pictureSay what you will about Anna Wintour, but there's a reason she's been at the helm of Vogue for a 30-some-odd years. Nobody knows style better, and nobody can see through a poseur faster than Anna.

Anna was on Jimmy Kimmel the other night and talked about her encounter with the talented yet ridiculously overwrought Gaga at her annual Costume Institute Gala. She found Gaga backstage "praying to God to let her start the performance." Anna, famous for her inability to suffer a food, gladly or otherwise, gave Jimmy the ol' "BITCH, PLEASE" eye-roll as she told the story, too. Priceless. Who knows? Maybe Gaga's wackiness stems from her "occasional" cocaine use. Everybody knows that powder will make you crazy.

I think Lady Gaga should worry more about her music and less about her elaborate costumes and epic performance pieces. Already her songs are kinda sounding the same. People often compare Gaga to Madonna, but Madge would completely reinvent herself every couple of years, with all new looks and completely different music. I think Gaga is more smoke and mirrors; she would do well to take a few pages from Madge's playbook instead of trying to outdo her. It'll never happen. Shit, Madge's 14-year-old daughter Lourdes has more style in her little finger than Gaga has in her entire closet.

I guess pink's better than orange any day, right? OK, seriously, Pink Taco is the name of the restaurant chain that Harry Morton's family runs. Get your minds out of the gutter, people. Then again, the Spinster's all oompa-loompa, too, so maybe he likes 'em orange. There's just no accounting for taste.

Ahh, but we all know taste has nothing to do with the men Maniston dates. Their fees are probably pro-rated by the amount of publicity they can generate. Over the last month her spin doctors have been planting rumors about her dating all kinds of guys, married, single and imaginary, to try to get suckers into the theaters to watch her latest loserHarry the hottie: Is he broke? flick. Even the mention of John Mayer possibly coming in for a nostalgia f**k failed to rouse the public's interest.

Enter the sweet young thang that is Harry Morton - I thought he was hot when Lindsay had him. Then Kimberly Stewart tried to abduct him and eat his brains for a while, but he somehow managed to escape and he's been living a quieter life since then. At least until now. If he becomes Jen's latest rent-a-date he can kiss that quieter life behind ... at least until his contract runs out. Then, like the others before him, he'll scamper off into the sunset with a case of Smart Water and the memories of their magical time together. I wonder if she'll make him put out. I know I would.

Lea Michele on GlamourPlus the Glee promos are starting to appear! Anyway, Lea looks pretty cute on the October issue of Glamour. It may have to do with the fact that she weighs five pounds now even though she claims she never diets and eats whatever she wants. Well Lea you can eat whatever you want when you dance all day on a show and then ride around on a bike in circles all day on the lot. Lea always doesn't care much about fashion (so then that Oscar de la Renta dress you wore to the Emmy's was just hanging in your closet) and the Glee cast is her L.A. family. Can we say anti-diva PR campaign anyone? I mean she pretty much admitted that she was friends with Amber Riley because they both have "big personalities" which as we all know is code for diva who wants her M&M's seperated by color and someone on staff who is only there to provide her with Diet Coke. Oh well. The promos for Season 2 of Glee are starting to surface and they are looking pretty fun. Though with the show not winning the Emmy, could this be the beginning of the Glee downward spiral? Could it become the next Ugly Betty?

On which cast member she was surprised to be friends with: “Amber Riley. We’re both big personalities, and you definitely would think we’d bump heads. But she has taught me more about myself than anyone. She inspires me, she protects me, she makes me laugh, she tells me not to take myself so seriously. She’s my Mama Amber.”

Mad Men on RSThe beautiful cast of Mad Men graces the cover of Rolling Stone Magazine this month. This cover may redeem the publication for last month's True Blood fiasco. The issue includes some great on set photos and a few tidbits from the cast. Creator Matthew Weiner talked about how he wanted to cast relatively unknown actors so no one would be thinking of the last role they played when they watched the show. I remember thinking when I watched the pilot "This show is weird and I don't recognize anyone" but then I grew to love it. And of course the beautiful and it seems like genuine good guy Jon Hamm said something super wise "I fly very low on the radar,” says Hamm. “Mark Twain said it: ‘I’d rather say nothing and be thought an idiot than open my mouth and remove all doubt.’ Another Missouri boy, Mark Twain. The petulant, sh-tty movie-star mentality - that burns out pretty quick.”January JonesJon Hamm

Oh, look! She's in her favorite position!I mean, how could she not? She got a little taste of fame when her fiance died in the World Trade Center attack, and she took to it like a cracky to the stem. She was a mousy little blond then; she got her boobs done, her lips inflated, etc., etc., and then set out to starf**k her way to the top. Gotta hand it to her, too - she did better than most. David Boreanaz, Tiger Woods, and God knows how many other wealthy married men were chewed up and spit out in her quest. Yes, that's right, Rachel. God knows, and yes, you will burn.

Tiger knew what she was all about. That's why his $10 million settlement came with a gag order prohibiting her from talking about him at all. She can't even mention his name or risk having to give it all back, and let's face it, this is a bitch who gives nothing back. Her dead fiance's family could tell you that.

So for this piece of shit attention whore to show up at Ground Zero, sacred to all New Yorkers, with Dr.-F**king-Drew and a camera crew to film a spot where she reads a letter to her lost love and gets all emotional for the cameras ... bitch, PLEASE. That's sacrilege, like filming porn in the vestibule of St. Patrick's, to those of us who lived through that terrible, terrible time. So, yes, Rachel, you will burn in hell for what you've done. I only wish I could be there to light the wick and hand out the marshmallows. Shameless, disgraceful, soulless bitch.