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In this edition: Two Gyllenhaals, a Sarsgaard, and a canine; Anna Wintour in a movie theater bathroom, Anna Wintour being a bitch, Anna Wintour doppelganger Judith Miller, Denzel Washington, Jerry O'Connell and Rebecca Romjin, Chloe Sevigny, Stephen Jenkins and Vanessa Carleton, Selma Blair, Katie Couric, Tate Donovan, Bjork, Rob Corddry, Ralph Fiennes, Amy Sedaris, Nic Cage, Mike Bloomberg, Minnie Driver, Gavin Rossdale, Michael Moore, Billy Bob Thorton, Nicky Hilton and Kevin Connolly, Christo & Jeanne-Claude, Sting, Joss Stone, Steve Harvey, Richard Belzer, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Trevor Nunn, Michael Ball, Rachel Dratch, Richie Rich, and, last but certainly not least, Edna Garrett from The Facts of Life.

Saturday morning while waiting for an outside table at Sant Ambroeus I spotted Maggie Gyllenhaal (looking very well put together) and a very scruffy Peter Sarsgaard sitting with an older woman and drum roll please...a truly hot, relaxed, smiling brother Jake. Jake was clearly not trying to go incognito as he was holding a little puppy on his lap. Despite this critical mass of star power everyone was pretty much leaving them alone. At one point Peter stood up and started rubbing Jake's shoulders which caused me to gasp.

A friend and I were sitting down to the afternoon showing of Prime at Village East today (11/6) when who should walk in but birthday girl Anna Wintour and her daughter Bee? (And me in head-to-toe American Eagle!) Must be sizing up Meryl Streep. After the movie I did the obligatory restroom visit and was shocked to see Ms. Wintour glide by (perfect bob, looks fairly youngish, odd snakeskin trench). She's the last person I would expect to see in a grody public restroom, but I'm happy to report that she does wash her hands. Also pleased that I fought the urge to whip out the camera phone and instead tried to silently exude style and glamour so that she might offer me a cushy editing job.

Was enjoying lunch outside at Meadowbrook (golf club on LI) this Saturday when Anna Wintour showed up with her new bf and two other men. The 3 men ate lunch and drank wine. She did not, but I did see her take a nibble on a piece of bread. She was totally uninterested in anything said at the table and leaned back and looked around for most of the meal. Definitely caught my friend and I staring. Had on a blue sweater with Habitual jeans and Tods loafers and really is as thin as they say. When they were leaving the two very nice men tried to say goodbye and give her bday wishes—the first got a wave over the shoulder with no look back and the second tapped her on the shoulder in an effort to make her shake his hand, but she gave him the left hand move. Just so friendly!

Just saw Judith Miller sitting in Eileen's Cheesecake over on Kenmare St. I did a double take, as I thought she was Anna Wintour in her Vogue-worthy seafoam pants suit and bobbed coif. She was talking seriously to a blond, female companion and was gesturing intensely. I wonder what she could be upset about...

Sat behind Denzel Washington and his wife, Pauletta at the 11/6 showing of "A Soldier's Play." Denzel was wearing a Morehouse t-shirt (his son is a student there), jeans, and Mia Elise (a chartered yacht I looked it up) baseball cap. However, his attempt at blending in with the plebes was utterly thwarted by his wife's very noticeable afro. Denzel, sporting a goatee, graciously shook people's hands and accepted compliments (although he drew the line at signing autographs). He seemed oddly surprised by the crowd frenzy he created, announcing to his wife at intermission, "They bum-rushed me at the bathroom.

Sunday, mid-afternoon, eating late brunch and drinking hair-of-the-dog Bloodies at the corner of 7th and A — yes, 7A is the place — and saw Jerry O'Connell and Rebecca Romjin. He was tall and really tan (not J. Simp orange but pretty damn dark) leading her down the sidewalk. They must be making some good love because she looked really thin. She was looking very East Village—one might even say "edgy"...—in a big hat that you'd think held dreads, but I'm pretty sure she had Uncle Jessie stuffed up there!

Saw Chloe Sevigny having brunch around 2pm on Sunday (11/6) at the pink pony (LES) with a young, dark-haired female friend. Her skin looked dewy.

Post Marathon, I spy a very hot guy carrying something on his back. It turns out it was Stephen Jenkins of Third Eye Blind and he was giving a piggy back to his piggy, Vanessa Carlton. He is hot (tan, blue eyes, tall, wearing cargo shorts) she is not. She looks like a monkey or a muppet! Seriously, all long black hair and nothing else. Can't understand why he dumped Charlize Theron for her! They were with another couple, one of whom ran the marathon. Got close enough to hear Stephen and Vanessa talk mostly baby talk from her unreal. Yes, I'm jealous! They took the 1, 9 uptown train at 66th and Broadway but not before Stephan turned around and checked me out. Selma Blair was on my 1130am flight yesterday from LA to NY. She looked fine- skinny jeans tucked into red boots. She was wearing a red and black fur jacket that looked like it was from Hot Topic (or a costume store).

My first Olsen twin sighting happened at the Spotted Pig on 11/4 around 7 pm. We just happened to be waiting for a table, and she walked in very unnoticed. She caught my eye and then it hit me. It's Ashley Olsen. She was with her Dave Grohl-looking type (boy)friend and a male friend. The table ordered the oysters, which were very good, by the way, and two burgers and fries. Once we were seated, my boyfriend had a direct view of their table. I asked him what she was eating, and he said "Nothing, she doesn't seem to be eating." Ashley was very nice, friendly, talking to only those that spoke to her. Nicely dressed, black boots. Later, at around 9 pm, as we were waiting in line at Magnolia Bakery, I saw Seth Meyers with his girlfriend walk right by. I couldn't believe it! Two celeb sightings in one night. She was very thin. She then bent down to tie his shoe. They were having a good time, lots of laughs, and then they went into a nearby apartment building.

While rushing towards the park to see our friends finish running the marathon, we were nearly run over on the sidewalk by the bike-riding posse of Katie Couric and her two daughters. Her girls were flying down the sidewalk on 90th St. near Park Ave., so we
had to jump into the street to avoid the inevitable collision. A few yards behind was momma Katie on her bike, dressed in casual Sunday wear but with perfectly coiffed hair and decked out in full makeup. She looked good and even gave us a thank-you-smile for taking on the oncoming traffic to let her girls cycle by. Later that day, we got on the downtown 1 train with a foil-wrapped Tate Donovan, who had obviously just run the marathon. He looked really happy and was recounting the different moments of the race for his group of supporters. Curly hair, cute smile, shorter than I thought.

Bjork turned up at Good World Bar last night (11/6.) She brought her Powerbook and asked the bartender if she could play her music for a while. She spent the rest of the night playing with her itunes and dancing with her entourage by the front door. She looked adorable in a loose red dress and elaborate eye make-up. She was the last one to leave shortly after 4am. Tara Subkoff was also there, I think for a large gallery party.

Friday night, saw Daily Show correspondent Rob Corddry and mostly-respectable actor Ralph Fiennes (not together) at Mo Pitkin's on Avenue A. Fiennes wearing an ill-advised blue jacket and clashing blue pants (definitely not a suit) combo and seemed to be walking with a slight limp. Or was drunk. Sunday night, Heath Ledger, nattily dressed, at the 2nd anniversary party for Public restaurant.

I saw Amy Sedaris about an hour ago at the Lifethyme Natural Market on Sixth Avenue and Eighth Street. She was buying vegetables and vitamins. She looked nerve-wracked, like she had just too many goddamned errands to run. She had some sort of scatter-brained misunderstanding with the cashier.

On the evening of Saturday 5th I saw Nicolas Cage, on west 50th and fifth, walking along with a bleached blond haired guy. Nic was sporting that scuzzy mustache he has for a new 9-11 movie, and was wearing a dark grey overcoat, light chinos, and penny loafers, not looking too glam - not sure if he was doing his "method actor" thing or what. He's taller than I thought he'd be. They walked towards the rock center, but I lost them in the crowd.

On Sunday the 6th, I saw Mayor Mike Bloomberg in Clinton Hill. He waved at me as he drove by in an open-topped car at the head of the NYC marathon. I waved back.

Spotted Minnie Driver walking in the East Village Saturday night (11/05) with an unknown man. He was holding her around the shoulder, she held him around the waist. They were strolling, looked very content even though she's still sporting those ugly cowboy boots of hers. Minnie dear, they're absolutely dingy.

Sunday afternoon 11/6, saw Gavin Rossdale (aka Mr. Stefani) walking down In the West Village near Christopher St, alone. I said "look, it's Gavin Rossdale!" The tall man then said, "hey!" and smiled.

I saw Michael Moore in the back of a minivan driving down 2nd. Ave at 27th St. He was in the middle lane, sitting in the cargo area facing backward with a camera rig. There looked to be three other people in the car- he was driving very slow, obviously filming. He was a lot more gruffy than I imagined him. This was around 3:00 today.

Saw Billy Bob Thorton bumming a cigarrette from some cute writer guy, Taylor something (McTurn, maybe? Couldn't really hear), at White Horse Tavern today. Billy Bob sat with him for a while and bought him a few beers. They seemed to be cracking each other up as they did not stop laughing the whole time. Afterwards Billy Bob got up and sat with a group of FDNY guys, where he was much more reserved.

Saturday (11/5) saw Nicky Hilton and Kevin Connelly at Mr. Chow. They are both very plain looking in person except for her thick layer of foundation and his constant looking around to make sure everyone was looking at them.

This past Saturday I saw Christo & Jeanne-Claude (unmistakable with her flaming red hair) at the Hans Haacke opening at Paula Cooper. And best of all I saw Sting at the Tracey Emin opening at Lehmann Maupi on 26th Street. Everyone was whispering and whipping out their cell phones as he walked into the gallery. He was wearing a leather jacket, striped pants and black women's boots!

On Thursday 11/3, amongst the Flatiron corporate investment banker douchebags at Rosa Mexicano on 18th Street, I spotted Joss Stone at a table of ten having dinner. I hate her in theory, but must admit that she looked lovely and seemed friendly. Of course no one else in the restaurant noticed her because they were too busy being lame.

I was just on my lunch break and I just saw the actor/comedian/radio host Steve Harvey on 35th & Madison Ave with a short hazel eyed man (possibly his assistant) He s much shorter in person than he is on TV. Very nice man even shook my hand and said Hi when he realized I recognized him.

I'm psyched to have another set of exciting sightings today! One is a for-sure, but the other, eh...not so much. But both were within MINUTES of each other outside the Duane Reade on 79th and Amsterdam! First, the sure thing: I saw Richard Belzer (aka Detective John Munch from Law & Order: SVU) walking with his dog and I'm assuming his wife - decked in black and so dapper! But just before that was a lovely lady dressed all cowgirl-like with a brown shag who looked shockingly like Julia Stiles, but I'm not making bets because she had big ole sunglasses on.

Yeah, Jesse Martin is a TV star now, and will reprise his role in the movie version of "Rent" . . . But I remember him smoking pot in the bedroom with my then-roommate, a little white girl, frequently. And we all parties at his dingy Tribeca loft, and did E. I recall all this because I almost ran right into him when I came out of Alife on Friday afternoon and stumbled onto the set of "Law & Order." He was being led down the street (passing by me) by some tacky white PR-wrangler/movie-set-type chick.

Saw Andrew Lloyd Webber outside the Marquis after a preview of The Woman in White. No one seemed to notice him. He walked up the block and of course we followed because we wanted to see if he went into the Scientology Center, but unfortunately he didn't.

While supping at Joe Allen on Thursday 11/3, got an eyeful of Andrew Lloyd Webber, Trevor Nunn, and Michael Ball. ALW is decidedly less mutant (and taller) than publicity pics make him seem. Nonetheless, bleck. Two days later, saw Rachel Dratch at Spotted Pig. She was sitting at the bar and talking to friends. I love the fact that whenever she's talking to someone, she looks completely engrossed and enthusiastic. Sweet gal.

While going to see Jarhead on Saturday night, I saw Richie Rich of Heatherette walking down 3rd Avenue by 10th. He was talking on his cell phone and wearing a bright, oversized turquoise sweater and unbelievably tight, black tapered jeans. He was probably sporting at least twice as much make-up as my female friend and I combined.

I'm just so tired of the Lohans and the Letos... That's why it was particularly thrilling to have the brush with celebrity greatness that I experienced this weekend. Picture this: Sunday night, Second Avenue Deli, throngs of early birds swarming the place to get their brisket fix. My friends and I are enjoying our matzo ball soup when who should toddle by but Edna Garrett from The Facts of Life (aka Charlotte Rae). It took me a moment to processs particularly because she falls into the category of "dead or not dead", but once I had established her identity I was overcome with the urge to shout "Where's Tootie?" as she passed our table. For those interested in her stats (you freaks): she's short (shorter than Tom Cruise), round (rounder than Janet Jackson) and was dressed in an age-appropriate navy blue dress. So much more exciting than spotting a run-of-the-mill supermodel or Gyllenhall!