We Love Ourselves

Yes, yes, we know that you think the only reason that we're back is because Mel Gibson got busted for being a drunk, anti-semite and all-purpose boob. 

But in fact, we're back just because we love ourselves and we missed ourselves. We've been busy in our new gig as a professional blogger [try saying that with a straight face] over at Lime.com. [Pop over & check it out.]

Anyhoo, speaking of loving oneself: Marie Claire -- one of those formerly decent chick-mags that's turned to drivel -- just got burned by Ashlee Simpson. She's that pop tart who's most famous [apart from being the sister of someone a lot more famous] for her lip-synching scandal on Saturday Night Live.

Seems that after spewing out a bunch of gibberish about how much she loves herself in Marie Claire, she went off and got a nose job.

This apparently outraged the editors so much that they decided to adopt a no-fluff policy.   

So, instead of fluff, the new editor graced their September cover with Maggie Gyllenhaal, who is perhaps most interesting for her naughty turn in Secretary or being close to her brother Jake or the fact that she's about to get hitched and have a kid with the ever-swoon-worthy Peter Sarsgaard. Oh yeah, and she starred in that little cult sensation called Donnie Darko. You decide.

Meanwhile, thank you for coming to your senses, Marie Claire. Thank you for giving your magazine this desperately-needed Before and After-style makeover.

We don't know if the magazine is actually any good yet. But we are truly glad you now see that no smart chick would ever be even remotely interested in Ashlee Simpson.