Somewhere, Angela Chase is sobbing into the sleeve of her flannel shirt. Oh Claire Danes, honey, no. When I heard that you had signed on to ...

And now, for some real outrage. The Swiss government has decided to not extradite Roman Polanski so he can finally face justice for his rape...

Love makes a family. We chant it at our rallies. We plaster it on our bumpers. It’s as true as four words strung together can be. But love i...

Now, as a rule, I only luxuriate the Weekend Crush love on a lady once (and once with me is all she needs – rimshot!) And this lovely lady h...

How do we solve a problem like Lindsay Lohan? How do you catch her career and stop its fall? How do you find the words to make her understan...

Lots of marriages don’t work. Gay marriages. Opposite marriages. People enter with the best intentions and then, for whatever reason, end up...

So yesterday I partied like it was 1999. Meaning, of course, I went to Lilith Fair. The show was great. The artists were great. There was su...

Happy belated birthday, America. (And, yes, I know – the rest of The Americas have an entirely other birthday.) So happy Fifth of July, ever...

To think, all these years I’ve been thinking about how to get into Wonder Woman’s pants and all of a sudden I can’t stop thinking about putt...

Every time I look at little Shiloh Jolie-Pitt, she makes me smile. It’s not to convergence of two of the world’s most perfect gene pools tha...

I have a secret. I am behind. I’ve only officially been back from vacation one day and – bam – already behind. Again. Always. I had the best...

So not to date myself (who am I kidding, I always date myself), but I certainly got a chuckle out of the news that Debbie Gibson and Tiffany...

The one positive thing I can say that “The Real L Word” has done is make me miss “The L Word.” OK, not all of “The L Word” – definitely not ...

I love Pride. You’d think I wouldn’t. People. Crowds. Noise. Dancing. Only traumatizing places to pee. But I love it. I love all of it. I lo...

Kittens, I’m back! Did you miss me? I sure missed you. But while I was gone something terrible happened. Something really, really terrible. ...

That face. Sweet merciful Zeus, that face.

She bought a house with her personal trainer. So that’s what they’re calling it these days.

Yep, I totally ’ship it. Oh, “Merlin,” now if you’d made them a couple that would be magic.

Is it bad that my first thought when I saw this was,“I wonder how many ladies have woken to find her in their kitchen?”

If you didn’t crush on Jo at some point in your childhood then I question your sexuality.