"And right before I stepped out of the limo to face Big and the rest of my life, I started to wonder if maybe I had it all wrong. Despite all these years as a sex and relationship columnist, maybe I didn't know the first, second or third thing about true love. Maybe I didn't really love myself, which would explain all the credit card debt and drunken one-night stands I chalked up to girlish exuberance. Maybe I didn't really love Big, and instead just loved the idea of someone – anyone – consistently there. And maybe I didn't really love this big, bad city after all. Because if I did, why didn't I ever go south of 14th or into any borough besides Manhattan? I began to be overcome with a new kind of fear, but then Miranda came with the cappuccinos from Balducci's, and I breathed easier."

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• Mrs. Avril Lavigne-Whibley? Sure that's got a bit of a punk rock ring to it. [Celebitchy]

• Kristin Cavallari makes underage drinking look good. [Egotastic]

• In an ironic twist of fate, Kate Moss is making more money after the cocaine incident than she was beforehand. Interesting business strategy. [Yeeeah]

• Matthew McConaughey has been enjoying the post break-up beers a bit too much these days. Not that it matters–most of the world would still do him. [DListed]

• Proving once and for all that people in the UK are crazy, Kristin Davis is voted the most beautiful woman. Charlotte from Sex and the City? Really, folks? [A Socialite's Life]

• Anne Hathaway probably doesn't actually want to be a carpenter, but she's still erecting wood. Groan. [Hollywood Tuna]