I mean, she’s not working, at least not in films, but she did drop the tiny amount of weight she needed to lose when we saw her this past fall, and her wardrobe is decidedly less frumpy. In fact, she looked quite lovely at the Dior show in Paris today. I give this an A.

There will be no risk of walking by a newsstand, glancing over, and being unknowingly exposed to this hellaciousness.

Mischa Barton is on the February cover of Germany’s Maxim.  I’m seriously considering moving to Germany as they obviously have photo-editing software that is superior to anything available in the United States.  Have I just lost my mind or does she look…what’s the word I’m looking for?  Bearable?  I have to post a public apology to our reader Glory for being a Mischa traitor.  You were always supportive of my Mischa hate and now I feel like I turned my back on you.

So, she isn’t totally, totally hideous but I do still view her face with the word “SEX” right next to it as a form of aversion therapy.

This is not a Christmas joke. Mischa Barton designed a line of headbands for Stacy Lapidus, and they’re retailing for $90-$200. WHAT PLANET ARE THESE PEOPLE LIVING ON?

Anyway, you may have heard of this little snowstorm thing we’re having up here in Seattle. It’s kind of a little nutty around here right now. We’re not really a snowstorm city. The airport’s closed down for the day. They ran out of de-icer. I may or may not be able to get on my flight out tomorrow. My fucking truck’s still in the shop but might be done this evening, and now I have to take my neighbor to the hospital after this shit happened yesterday. Apparently she can’t walk anymore.

The moral?

Not gonna be a whole lot of posting this afternoon, kids.

I did not know that Mischa Barton started a blog last month.  I must read every last word of the wisdom that only Mischa possesses and I cannot be bothered with outside annoyances such as hungry children or a need to shower.

Ok…I’m back and I read it all.  She actually posts things like “Here I am in this dress.  Don’t I look terrific?” and “Here’s my handbag line…isn’t it amazing?”  A brief summary of life according to Mischa:  I’m an international superstar and a fashion icon.  I grew up in New York yet talk like a valley girl and lapse into a British accent when I speak about being born in London.  I love accessories and won’t hesitate to wear $1200 boots while walking around impoverished villages in the name of the Save the Children charity.  I am single and confirm this fact my multiple references to “my boyfriend (pictured above) at the time.”

She posted a video (why, oh why can’t I find Mischa blog videos on YouTube?) where she explains that she started a blog so that she could set the record straight on her favorite topic:  herself.  Because the media lies.  She isn’t a cellulite-laden, unemployed, has-been.  She’s vital and relevant.  And English!

And a jet-setter! 

After spending some time in Dubai, I headed over to Paris for a short period of time with my mom, and then jetted off to London with my sister.  I absolutely love being in Europe — everything about it just makes me feel so at home.  Tomorrow I’m leaving London for India where I will begin filming Bhopal: A Prayer for Rain.  I’ll keep all of you posted with videos and photos from the set! 

About being in Dubai a couple weeks ago:

Here are some photos from the Grand Opening celebration of the Palms Atlantis Resort in Dubai.  It was so much fun because I got to sit with some friends of mine including Mary-Kate Olsen, Lindsay Lohan, Samantha Ronson, and the designer, Matthew Williamson who you might remember from a previous post of me wearing one of his dresses!  Some of the photos aren’t that clear, but I hope you enjoy them anyway! 

You know what isn’t that clear to me?  How Mischa is famous.

Because I know you’ll want to update your playlists, here is a list of Mischa’s Top Ten Favorite Bands.  And I learned something today, because I didn’t know there was any such thing as new Def Leppard. 

Def Leppard (their old stuff)
America
The Band
Fleetwood Mac
The Traveling Wilburys
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Modest Mouse
The Raconteurs
The Redwalls
Oasis

Oh, H&M, how I love thee. Home of the $8 sweater and the $20 pair of jeans. Home of racks and racks of cheap clothing that would have looked positively awesome on me when I was 14, before I had breasts and hips and body fat to take into account.

So I’m thrilled to see celebs like Nicky Hilton and Nicole Richie and Mischa Barton show up to celebrate some manner of dumb holiday promotion at H&M, even though we all know that the outfit Nicole Richie is wearing right now retails for more than the entire second floor.

Also there: Mena Suvari, Jamie Lynn Sigler, Ryan Cabrera, Michelle Trachtenberg, Mandy Moore, Jessica Stroup and Garcelle Beauvais.

Here’s a fun clip of Mischa Barton refusing to pay the valet service because they’ve allowed the paparazzi onto their lot. “They’re allowed in here?” she asks. Thankfully, her friends are like, “Dude, get in the car,” and a major incident is avoided.

Mischa, if you don’t want us commenting on your recent weight gain, let’s avoid these poses in the future, shall we?

Seriously, though, Mischa’s put on some weight lately. No, I’m not calling her fat or overweight, because she’s not, but what do you figure could be the cause of our itty-bitty Mischa becoming such a … er … full-figured Mischa?

At the DSquared party at the Chateau Marmont last night.