* First: I can't take this Michael Jackson's Traveling Circus crap. This morning, his arrival was like the Oscar's pre-show. There were fans by the hundreds waving signs and screaming for anyone who would listen, the obligatory international media trying to get the best $hots, limos arriving with Joe Jackson (alone and in Armani), Janet arriving with Jermaine Dupri (she in Chanel; he in Phat Farm), and Jermaine, Tito, and mother Katherine (in Oaktree, International Male, and Lane Bryant respectively.) Michael himself arrived fashionably late, pleaded not guilty, then went outside to entertain his fans by dancing atop his Escalade while his "handlers" (see: Nation of Islam) held up signs that invited his "Caravan of Love" to join him at a party at Neverland Ranch. My questions are thus: Where was Joan Rivers and why didn't Vanity Fair host the after-lying-in-court party at Morton's?
** Second: I've been cleaning and running errands all day prior to AJ's arrival tomorrow. To say that I'm looking forward to this visit is an understatement... I can't wait to see his handsome face.
*** And lastly, speaking of handsome faces, I opened up my new Entertainment Weekly and am drooling over a picture on page 30: