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Perhaps not unfairly, Gawker has developed something of a reputation for meanness, for going above and beyond the bounds of decency in our never-ending attempt to puncture the egos of our celebrity targets. Despite what you might think, this upsets us, and sometimes when we're crying ourselves to sleep we have a brief moment where we feel actual guilt about the unnecessary cruelty we inflict. This weekend we found ourselves particularly upset about the mean e-mail concerning Atoosa Rubenstein's arm hair. The 'Toos herself, ever the healer, was also upset:

I won't lie and say this silly stuff doesn't bother me, but after about a minute I remember my dedication to our mission and I stay focused on that. But it DOES make me feel badly for the people who feel compelled to say this kind of thing about someone they don't know. It must be lonely to be an anonymous, bitter person who comes out from under a rock every so often to throw rocks at people who are legitimately out there, working hard and getting results. Believe me, the rocks may sometimes annoy me but imagine how much it sucks to be on the other side??

We can imagine. We are the other side! So in the spirit of apology and reconciliation, we'd like to make the following gesture: If Atoosa wants to get in touch with us and schedule an appointment, we will gladly pay for a full arm waxing at Bliss Spa. Actually, what the hell, we're extra sorry: We'll spring for both arms.

Let's talk about gossip [Atoosa's myspace page]
full arm [Bliss]

Earlier: Going Low: An Open Call for Atoosa's Forearms