Gisele Bunchen and Tom Brady spend some quality time in NYC this week.

Where’s Tom’s new baby?

Oh, yeah, somewhere with Bridget Moynahan.

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“I’m much better now. But truthfully I don’t like talking about it. It was something that was meant to be private, and even though it isn’t anymore, I’d still like to keep it as private as I can … It was very traumatic, and I am extremely upset it happened. I hope all my fans can learn from my mistake and make smart decisions. But I wouldn’t have been able to get through it if it wasn’t for my family, friends and fans, who supported me all along the way.”

Vanessa Hudgens talks to Seventeen magazine about that little incident with the naked photos.

Sorry for the late start today, guys. I spent the night out last night, had some major car drama this morning, then managed to lose my house keys (still haven’t found them, but thank goodness the women at the leasing office of my complex are super sweet) and just now got into my apartment. Sigh.

But just when I think my life is complete insanity, I remember that we still have our girl Britney Spears out on the loose, missing court-ordered depositions like I’m missing my house keys. I guess my life’s not so screwed up, after all.

Brit missed her scheduled deposition yesterday, and has another one scheduled for today. She probably won’t be there, but we’ll keep ya posted.

Robin Williams arrived at the Late Show studios on Wednesday, as he’s the guest for Letterman’s return to television.

Letterman’s the first late-night host to come back since the writer’s strike.

I wonder if Robin’s gonna take shit from the WGA for agreeing to be on.

Katherine Heigl shows the paps her brand new wedding ring as she and her mom go furniture shopping on Robertson.

Who the hell really goes furniture shopping on Robertson?

Katie loooooooooves the attention!

Also, for the first time in, well, ever, we have a full set of photos of Katie without a cigarette or pack of cigs in one of them. Maybe she really is taking her resolution to quit smoking seriously. Good luck with that!

What, no purple vest? No sequined belt? A shirt totally devoid of a snarky witticism?

Is Ryan Seacrest okay?

Also: is it just me, or is he putting on weight?

At Tenjune in NYC.

Ask Britney Spears.

It’s a strange length of time. It only takes an hour or two to fuck and shower, and throw cocaine in there and you’re looking at maybe three hours, but five hours seems a strange length of time to spend in a Palm Springs hotel room.

But that’s how long Britney and her new paparazzo boy-toy, Adnan Ghalib, spent at the Parker Hotel in Palm Springs last night, checking in at 2 am and leaving at 7 am.

What do you guys think they were doing in there?