A Little of the Old In and Out

In: Heidi Klum and Seal. Beauty and talent go well together, and, since the marvelous Page Sixers have deemed this stellar coupling acceptable, why shouldn't we? The National Enquirer's Patricia Shipp gives us a step-by-step:

"The two were spotted enjoying a cozy dinner at Madeo, a restaurant in Los Angeles on February 22.

"'It was obvious that they've fallen hard for each other,' disclosed an observer.

"'After dinner at Madeo's, Heidi and Seal went to Seal's home in the Hollywood Hills where they spent the night.

"'The next morning they emerged from the house, and she gave him a kiss before they drove to a nearby Starbucks for morning coffee.

"'When Seal went inside to get coffee for the two of them, Heidi walked her dog, a cute Jack Russell terrier.

"'Seal and Heidi laughed and whispered to one another while they sipped their coffee outside.'

"Soon the two had to part as Heidi headed off to catch a plane.

"'Heidi kissed Seal once again, told him she loved him and thanked him for being so wonderful,' said the observer.

"'As she left in an SUV, Heidi turned to Seal and said, See you very soon, darling!"

"'Seal adores Heidi,' confided the insider."

Awww. You go, Seal.

Out: Paul Wolfowitz. As the Hill reports, "Tensions between the Bush administration and House Republican leaders flared last week when Deputy Secretary of Defense Paul Wolfowitz angered them by arguing that reducing President Bush's proposed defense spending would be an unpatriotic slap at the military. " Okay, Mr. Philosopher-King, angering members of Congress in your own party? That's not a good thing, Paul, even Plotinus would say, don't you think?

In: Lucy Sykes. is she shallow? Yes. But oddly compelling. FashionWeekDaily does a day in the life of Mrs. Sykes, and it is fascinating:

"8:00 pm - The YSL show. I arrived to find my friends Charlotte Stockdale and Amanda Moore across the runway from me, both predictably chic, as well as every fashionista that ever there was. Tonight's the night. Veruschka the ?60s model, Patrick Demarchelier, Bill Cunningham (we all adore him). If you weren't there, well: sorry babe. Harvey W, of course: there's something going on. Stella, of course. The show was pure Tom. Tailored with such precision. Just looking at it, you felt you'd cut yourself. Beautiful, delicate hints of chinoiserie. I am watching fashion history. At then end, as Tom walked down the runway, he was so focused. No one sat. The whole crowd was screaming. Tom wore a red smoking jacket. For a moment, I thought that he might walk past the photographers at end of runway, and we'd never see him again. When he turned to walk back, my heart pounded. He's the man who brought sex back to fashion. I fought my way through the crowd to congratulate him afterwards my heart pounding still, and when he said, calmly 'Oh yes, Lucy Sykes' I died and went to heaven. Tom Ford is my YSL. As I walked out, I asked my favorite fashion oracle, Marylou Luther, 'Isn't he the most devastating man in fashion?' 'Of course,' said Marylou, 'apart from one other. 'Who?' I asked. 'Euan,' she answered, and disappeared into the night. What has my husband been doing to these women? Tom was so in control, he had a yogic calm. As SJP said, 'Why leave the party when it's already gotten bad? Leave when it's still buzzing.'? Note the touch of shallow french existentialism that hangs about the comment made before a modish disappearance into the night. It could easily have been a snatch of dialogue from Last Tango in Paris. Lucy is as pretty as an Akkadian bass relief (and as deep). Let's train our social microscope on the specimen. Have you observed it closely. Good; carry on.

Out: Evan Bayh. For some bizarre reason, the youthful Senator from Indiana got tremendous buzz this week as a possible running mate for Kerry. That would be a bad idea. The photogenic Senator is about as exciting as a wheat field in August. Or, as Arianna Huffington says in her syndicated column, "Don't pick a VP by looking at the map. Pick someone who can help you bring soul back to American politics and appeal not just to our self-interest but to our better instincts. In other words, do not pick Evan Bayh." I couldn't have said it better myself.

In: Nader Cynicism. Sometimes I don't know whether to get really angry at Ralph Nader, or just kind of pity him as a stubborn old man nearing senility laced with bitter pessimism. I mean, in the Village Voice's Nader interview, he does the strangest thing. Really odd, because Nader's attention span is legendary. When asked "Whom do you like?" he starts of civil, then veers -- almost immediately -- into the avenue of The Darkness, leaving us asking: This is who you Like? He answers:

"Edwards, although he's no courageous champion. He didn't make one speech defending the civil justice system, which is his forte. So that tells you something�‚—it is under massive attack by about 10 bills in Congress. Also, on foreign relations and military, he's terrible."

That some real thug love, Ralph!

Out: The exercisee Move of the Month. Greg Lindsay of WWD has a good time reporting of the crazy goings on at YM. "Now, several sources close to (YM) said (Editor in Chief Linda) Fears is spooking the staff by making a slew of last-minute changes to the May issue, which will bear neither her nor (former editor in chief Christina) Kelly�‚’s name. The diary, news and college sections �‚— all Kelly favorites �‚— have already been cut, and even more frightening to them is Fears�‚’ first big idea: a new health section featuring an 'Exercise Move of the Month.' For a staff reared on Kelly�‚’s let-the-advertisers-be-damned approach, it�‚’s causing shudders all around." Shudders, people, shudders.



In: Michael Musto of the Village Voice always gets the scoop. This week he writes of his trip to Miami at Jade: "By the antipasto tables, I asked MICHAEL IMPERIOLI how the show's changed his life, and before he could answer, he was interrupted by a stampede of fans and well-wishers. 'That's how it's changed my life,' he said, beaming. His views on gay marriage? 'That's a no-brainer,' said Imperioli. 'If people love each other, they should be able to get married.' And so should LIZA and DAVID, and BRITNEY and JASON, and even DREW BARRYMORE and TOM GREEN."