The Name ‘Kanye West’ Means Nothing to Vivienne Westwood


Keith Richards drank the night away at the Gansevoort in Miami after telling bandmate Ronnie Wood he’d better sober up or he’d be banned from their upcoming U.S. tour. An apparently recession-proof Jay-Z left a $2,000 tip at M2. Designer Vivienne Westwood had no idea who the mullet-sporting Kanye West was when the rapper ran over to her during London Fashion Week. “I think he’s famous in America,” her friend informed her.

After her first 28th birthday party at Butter last week, Paris Hilton threw herself a West Coast celebration in L.A. Hayden Panettiere, Elisha Cuthbert, and sister Nicky’s ex Kevin Connolly attended, along with Paris’s current boy-toy (and Lauren Conrad’s ex), Doug Reinhart, who got jealous at the after-party when Hilton rapped with Snoop Dogg. Rachel Bilson, who is rumored to be engaged to Hayden Christensen, was seen with some serious bling on her left ring finger. Sharon Stone canoodled with Andre Balazs at Guy Oseary’s house in L.A. Iman might be making a Project Runway appearance. Tyra Banks is only looking for models five-foot-seven and under for the next season of America’s Next Top Model, claiming that some of the most successful supermodels, like Kate Moss, have been below the five-foot-nine industry norm. Mario “Fanta Pants” Batali might never be allowed back at the South Beach Wine & Food Festival (or its Manhattan counterpart) thanks to his expletive-ridden rant, where he referred to the high-profile crowd as “weasel [bleep]wads.”

Twilight’s Robert Pattinson partied with Zach Braff, Mary-Kate Olsen, Benicio Del Toro, and Jeremy Piven at Hollywood agent Patrick Whitesell’s recent bash. Newlyweds Tommy Hilfiger and Dee Ocleppo have a baby on the way. Everyone is upset that Eartha Kitt was left out of the Oscars montage. Meanwhile, Cindy Adams wants to turn Elton John straight. Ruth Madoff faxed documents and bought a copy of the the Post at a local deli. Finally, A-Rod has his eye on a two-bedroom, $30,000-a-month apartment in the swanky 15 Central Park West, a convenient two blocks away from sometimes-flame Madonna.