Because girls watching girl-on-girl television is SO HOT, The Observer is working on a piece about straight women who "love" watching Showtime's lesbidrama, The L Word. The reporter on this "beat" has sent out an email questionnaire looking for possible interview subjects and since Gawker always wants to assist our siblings in "real journalism," I thought I'd try to help:

In this week's New York Observer, Mary Elizabeth Williams breaks down the whole Catholic School Girl thing in an essay about the decline of parochial schools:

In this week's New York Observer, George Gurley jilts longtime love Ann Coulter for his new dream girl, our old pal Dawn Eden. Reporting on the brouhaha over Eden's firing from The New York Post, Gurley positively swoons:

Prep author Curtis Sittenfeld, whom you may remember from her The New York Times Book Review essay that lamented the fact that she doesn't have any lit groupies, is back with another (too) personal essay in this week's New York Observer. Instead of discussing her author photo again, Sittenfeld breaks down the difference between being "girlishly neurotic" and "womanly neurotic." (Hint: Girlishly Neurotics write diaries, Womanly Neurotics write essays.)

Is it just us, or is the Observer part of a secret plot to make single women go insane? We'd just gotten over this morning's piece on women freezing their eggs (which we're casually referring to as OMG Freeze Your Eggs Now Before You're A Barren Hag) when we were unfortunately directed to the paper's coverage of recent engagements. According to the piece, 23 year-old Courtney Smith, a wholesale sales manager at the always-fabulous Hollywould shoe boutique, is giving up her fabulous, fashionable life in Manhattan to marry her fianc , J.J., who lives in Houston. Just like that.

As the half of this Gawker team with ovaries, I m going to make a confession: I have a birthday coming up (not super soon, but soon enough). When that birthday hits me like a slap across my fresh-faced visage, I ll be one year closer to 35. And, thanks to those sensitive wankers over at the Observer, I am FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. You see, as a career-driven young woman, I m realizing that I don t have much time to climb the professional ladder, wear Armani power suits and, at the same time, meet the man of my dreams and create little babies.

Deep inside Tom Scocca's 'Off the Record' report on multitalented books/TV/art critic Lee Siegel in The Observer is this quote from Siegel's New Republic colleague, Literary Editor Leon Wieseltier:

None of the above. But we do have some nice heirloom tomatoes.
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The New York Observer has a stocking stuffer for all you aspiring media machers: a clip-and-save cheat sheet for magazine and media company Christmas parties.

If you're not a crackhead in the celebrity art world, you might not know Peter Tunney, the billionaire-turned-bum-turned-artist. The Observer spends some quality time with man who once lived in Crobar, who reveals the secrets of his success for an upcoming event:

So, as I finally make it to New York, the New York Observer tells me everybody there is heading for...