• John Slattery walking his Jack Russell.
• Jude Law and Sienna Miller shopping at FAO Schwarz, followed by their...
• Makeout session at the Russian Tea Room.

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• Stacy London. In front of my office, sans makeup. 1133 Broadway. Gray beanie and black peacoat.
• An Olsen twin, hiding by the door at Von (3 Bleecker St.)
• Saw Blake Lively and Penn Whatshisname at Veselka.
• Rhea Perlman. Haven't seen her since Matilda, but there she was trying on boots at Varda on Spring St!
• Ed Westwick just walked into Los Feliz on les. Teeny.

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So this is probably as good a place as any to talk about the new Gawker Stalker. It's been a little sleepy lately (which is why we're posting this publicist plant; are we even now Kiss & Fly?). So, no the classic Stalker map is not coming back for now. But there are two new ways to submit sightings:

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Setting: I was shopping at What Goes Around Comes Around on West Broadway yesterday.

Context: WGACA is really, really spendy shopping. They sell plenty of +$200 restored concert shirts and, basically, is kinda like John Varvatos for uber-hip trust funders who spend most of their days coming down from something (or trying to get up on it). Just look. 90% of the population is not "cool" or rich enough to shop here.

Sighting: Mischa Barton was there with her little dog acting dumb.

Wait, her, or the dog? Fair question. Also: doing what, exactly? To be fair, tipster, shopping at WGACA is an inherently "dumb" enterprise unless your career/bank account is on the up-and-up, so if you're referring to Ms. Barton's foreseeable lack of fiscal solvency, you would be correct. But you're probably just being fantastically catty.

Intel: Mischa is writing her own screen play. [sic] It's going to be a love story, "kind of like Hitch". She promised her friend, who I think works there, that she would cast her. Also, Mischa said that she can't go out in the city anymore because she's getting into trouble. (she's so smart and self-aware!!)

Producers, knock yourselves out. Though in all fairness, acting kinda did seem like something that was making Mischa a wee bit stressed. So maybe writing has some kind of inherently therapeutic potential for her? It'll be the opposite of what everyone else who writes for a living goes through! But we're not laughing at Mischa until she gets edged out of next year's Black List by Sorkin. Freak skills! People have them. For all you know, she's writing the Rashoman of How To Talk to Girls As Hot As Mischa Barton. Intentionally or otherwise.

Conclusion: Also, she looks like a total monster. Too much hairspray.

Jesus. New Yorkers! They've got standards, or spiked heels in their nutrient supplements, or something. My lord. No wonder people hate New Yorkers. We are some catty bitches, yo. But this wouldn't make it in the pantheon of perfect Stalker Sightings if it didn't have that one wonderful, special touch to it:

xo

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[Photo of Mischa Barton in SoHo via Bauer-Griffin/David Krieger, 10/03/2009]

Can you believe that it was way back in 2005 that MTV aired PoweR Girls, the uniquely-capitaled show about her firm? Well, she wants back in the fold, and she must have lost (or pissed off) all her contacts because she is asking assistance from Erin. Wasn't it just yesterday that roving party reporter Betsey Morgenster said that Erin Kaplan is "a tan and a set of SUV keys away from being the next Lizzie Grubman." Boy, was she right.

Our tipster's account:

I was just at Pastis for lunch and saw The City's Erin Kaplan, PR maven Lizzie Grubman, and younger-looking guy all breaking bread together. Through a bit of eavesdropping (had to!), I found out that the kid is 17-years-old, does the PR for a brand called Tucker Blair, used to be Lizzie's intern, and his first name is Zach (not sure of spelling). Most of the conversation was about Lizzie's return to the reality-show world along with Zach with the help of Erin's MTV producer contacts from The City (heard [The Hills and The City creator] Adam DiVello's name getting thrown around a lot).

Very interesting indeed. Zach appears to be Zachary Weiss, who does indeed do PR for the preppy goods brand Tucker Blair. He even name dropped them in an article about luxury goods without disclosing he worked for the company. Very sneaky, Zach. He sounds like a real character. Anyone know anything else about this kid? If so, email us.

Update: Zachary Weiss himself emailed to say he runs Tucker Blair's "entire PR operation" out of Connecticut and wasn't in town today for lunch, and that he hasn't been Lizzie's intern since this summer. There is something very fishy with this whole thing...

Update 2: Erin Kaplan emailed to say she wasn't at the lunch, and we've gotten other more trustworthy accounts of Lizzie Grubman in other parts of town today. This lunch totally didn't happen. OK, now we're pissed. If we see this tipster on the street, they better watch out, because we're going to drive an SUV right over them.

His hair looked like shit, but whatevs he's a bro-king post-slay, he's allowed. He was far from his Bed-Stuy brownstone so this girl must be worth something, i.e. literate or anorexic only during even-numbered months

[Image via TrexFiles23 Flickr]

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Also, references to her husband and something about having "Time to read novels when I retire."

Snappy, dapper dresser but so short. Just my size at 5'3".

She seemed up-beat and talked sweetly with her husband, until the barista told Anna that she liked her necklace....Anna looked none to pleased at that! See pic attached!

"Are you going to be there? Just get the fuck of the computer already and get over there."

I found out it was Lindsay. Then this little 85 year old woman stops me to ask who it is. I responded with "it is Lindsay Lohan." She then says "Oh, you don't speak English." I responded again with "it is Lindsay Lohan", she says "Who's that?" I laugh & tell her she is some young celebrity. She then asks, "why is she so great." I said, "I don't know, she really isn't." This girl next to me laughs & another girl rolls her eyes at me. By the time I came out of 24 Prince where I was taking a cooking class the store front was covered with makeshift wrapping paper so paparazzi couldn't get any shots. People were still gawking at Lindsay Lohan. Tell me why??

We ate at 9 and they were still there when we left at 11:30.

There he was on Mercer between Spring and Prince, shaking hands and waving. People were going crazy cheering.

"They HAVE no show without me!", "bravo is my family!", etc. She was with a much younger, more handsome man and two friends, sitting outside extra virgin. the best part was that her friends looked like they wanted to punch her. This bitch is crazy!

Also a couple of months ago he had sent one of his hangers-on up to me at Boiler Room (a skeezy gay bar) and asked me to come talk to him… his friend was busted and he looks like lurch but a midget, I politely declined and when that was not enough he persisted on saying "Do you know who he is?" Now listen, I've been around the block quite a few times and dating in New York can be like a marathon sport, and I've bedded some very important men, why did he think a line like that would sending me running over to him? The party wasn't even that good…I would never waste my time…oh snap!

I felt like a creep being in the same room as him, like I was spying on what should have been a private moment.

All were very enthusiastic and very sweet, dancing and singing along to Taylor's music. Yup - I pretty much passed out from beautiful people overload.

pic via Twitter

One person ran over and gave him a high five. Then he drove off into the sunset, hopefully not cracking his skull open in the process.

She sang "Livin' on a Prayer" and "Before He Cheats." Ironic.

July 24 @ 11pm Was sitting in VIP seats last night at the Beyoncé concert in NJ when I noticed a large group walking behind us. It was Joe Jackson with around 12 young girls either going backstage with Beyoncé or leaving the show.

July 25 @ 2:20pm Saw Joe Jackson outside the Hard Rock Café in Times Square. Surrounded by people taking pictures, he seemed all too happy to oblige.
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