What? It’s been three days. She actually looks very pretty at this event (Nordstrom at Garden State Plaza). The make-up looks fantastic and she’s not dressed weird. Good job, Mischa. Way to sell them Keds.

They sure do keep her busy over at Keds. I have to admit, though, I always run the photos. There’s something cute about Mischa in Keds. As a side note, those earrings really look like they hurt.

Mischa dropped by LA Fashion week to help launch the new line of Keds, designed by Nanette Lepore. I’ve also included pics of the shoes, which I think are supposed to be, like, Keds gone hip, but, honestly, they still look like Keds to me. You can’t just splash mysterious cursive handwriting on anything and call it couture. In even stranger news, I like Mischa’s top here. I know. I don’t understand, either.

Look, I’m not this girl’s #1 fan, but for everyone who seems to think she can’t get work lately (ahem … Perez), she’s got four movies coming out in 2007. I think she’s made her peace with losing the Bebe campaign.

At least everybody famous.

Mischa Barton ran outside to hurl at a SoHo bar, and — in a very exciting Page Six scoop — narrowly missed the shoes of Jamie-Lynn Sigler with her vomit. Where is a camera when you need one? I don’t CARE about pictures of Britney Spears leaving an AA meeting — I want to see the look on Meadow Soprano’s face as Marissa Cooper’s vomit splashes in her direction. Anyway, Mischa went back inside and continued drinking, because she’s not an addict. (In fairness, Us Weekly’s source reported the incident as: “At one point Mischa suddenly ran out the door and threw up outside. Jamie-Lynn ran outside after her, but it wasn’t a big deal. They were laughing.” BECAUSE IT IS FUNNY DAMMIT!!!)

Also, Fergie couldn’t board a Virgin Airlines flight to London because she was T-R-A-S-H-E-D. According to a source, “She was drunkenly ranting at staff but could barely string a sentence together. It was very embarrassing.” Her bandmates stayed on the flight, and Fergie eventually made it to Heathrow later that night, refusing to comment.

Sheesh. Regular attendance at AA meetings should be a damn union requirement in this industry.

That’s a grabby headline eh? And this is an evilbeetgossip exclusive because it was reported breathlessly to me by my bud who was on a flight with Mischa from LAX to NYC. Details are as follows:

*Mischa is still too skinny. I wish my pal would have offered her a ham sandwich; we’ve got to start this thing at a grassroots level.

*Mischa had two pups and a handler with her and she wore sunglasses throughout the trip (big scoop there). The pups were NOT teacup Chihuahua’s nor were the Pomeranians. It is reported that they looked like Poms but were not. I’ve helpfully included a photo that’s clearly the dog my friend saw and I’m sure some dog person can enlighten us. The dogs were not in a purse - they were on leashes. Scoopage!

*Finally, the coup de gras, as M-Bart waited for her luggage one of the pups peed next to the baggage carousel and Mischa used napkins from her very own purse to clean it. Eww. But good form I guess.

See? No one is that different. We all clean up pee at some point.