[Emperor Palpatine and Darth Vader escaped the exploding death star to take refuge in the front row of the Zac Posen show in Bryant Park today. Image via Getty]

Watching the Olypmics freestyle moguls this weekend, we got to wondering: What's going on with that top-three couch at the bottom of the hill, and mustn't it suck to be kicked off of it, forced to slink away in shame?

The oldest living newsperson who is not on 60 Minutes, announced today that the upcoming annual Oscar Special—her 30th—will also be her last. Thanks for finally giving someone else a chance to do something on TV, Babs.

Brangelina's Tree of Triumph. Tila Tequila's new "head" problems. Carnie Wilson: still fat. Fashion week: still sucks. John Mayer: still accused of being a racist. A nekkied Snooki picture. A point for Axl Rose. Presenting your Saturday Morning Gossip Roundup:

[Kelly Osbourne, an unnamed friend, Charlotte Kemp Muhl, and Sean Lennon look like a bunch of sit-com extras in the front row at the Michael Angel show in Bryant Park today. Image via Getty]

So the Vancouver Winter Olympics start tonight, and, awful incidents aside, I am pretty fucking excited. What's that? The Winter games suck? Can't hold a candle to the Summer? Well, Nancy Naysayer, I beg to differ.

The struggle for MySpace's future pitted East against West and North against South. Silicon Valley lost; Los Angeles and New York won. And all fired CEO Owen Van Natta could do was smile, shrug and crack open some cold ones.

[Everything about Brooklyn Royalty designer Bob Bland says Alexander McQueen—literally—as she mourned her way through some fashion shows at New York Fashion Week, which kicked off in Bryant Park today. Image via Getty]

Alexander McQueen's death has inspired an outpouring of tributes from the fashion world. (Also, thanks to Kate Moss, we learned his real first name.)

A screenshot from Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" video. Lobster claw heels!

Elizabeth Edwards, nee John Edwards' wife, is reportedly planning to sue John's former aide Andrew Young because he broke up their marriage. John and Elizabeth Edwards are now both behaving in equally bizarre ways.

In a tragic start to New York Fashion Week, supremely talented 40-year-old British fashion designer Alexander McQueen was found dead today at his apartment in London. He reportedly committed suicide.

Alec Baldwin was "rushed to the hospital" early this morning after his daughter called 911. He "may have swallowed some sleeping pills," according to the NYP. Update: Baldwin's publicist Matthew Hiltzik says he's fine and working. BUT:

Tina Brown, legendary magazine editor, rules over the Daily Beast just like she did her magazines: arbitrary deadlines, grueling "closings" and reams of printed proofs. Her glossy approach to the Web is, naturally, driving staff insane.

Gaga's dress gets messy in the snow, Jersey Shore's Vinny forgoes a surreal appearance at Yale. John Mayer apologizes for using the n-word. Amanda Bynes doesn't see why craving "chocolate" men is wrong. Thursday's gossip is white all over.

Marc Jacobs, the prancing prince of fashion week, is spouting off about how his show is "not going to have celebrities," because they're "boring." Sorry, Marc, but that is bullshit. You are too reliant on stars to quit them now.

Charlie Wilson's war is over. Wilson, the Texas congressman whose love of booze, cocaine, women, and secret CIA-run wars supporting Osama bin Laden's friends in Afghanistan was memorialized in a film starring Tom Hanks, has died of a heart attack.

Nothing has ever really happened until it's happened in New York, so today marks the first big snowstorm of the year. Forget that DC bullshit over the weekend. This is the real-deal. Here are some photos documenting the historic event.

Betty White, 88, is having a moment. She has movie roles, a Facebook campaign, and a popular ad when most actresses her age only have cataracts. Why do we support this comeback? Because it is free of irony and nostalgia.

The National Enquirer's reporting that John Edwards has proposed to wacky mistress and baby mama Rielle Hunter—and she said yes! In 2010 we are actually more confident this is true because it's in the National Enquirer. What a world.