Rihanna is bouncing back, and she (and her new handgun tattoo) is hanging out with Brody Jenner. She and the Bromancer were flirting across tables at Nobu until she joined Jenner’s group after their meal, bodyguard in tow. Julia Roberts dined at Freemans while newly single Agyness Deyn sat a few tables away with “an attractive hipster.” Sam Waterson lunched by himself, reading over a script at Il Bastardo, where The City’s pretty playboy Adam “works.” Jessica Alba, Cash Warren, Milla Jovovich, Veronica Webb, and Tinsley Mortimer partied at last night’s Winter Dance Benefit for the American Museum of Natural History.
After logging a 22 percent increase in local viewers last month, Katie Couric will be honored with the Governor’s Award at Sunday’s local New York Emmys, though she refuses to take credit for her success. And speaking of modesty, Kanye says he wants to change his name to Martin Louis the King Jr. to embody MLK Jr., as well as his favorite luxury brand, Louis Vuitton. Russell Simmons praised Obama at the SCAD Style Etoile Awards.
Opera purists would cringe at Symphony Space’s upcoming twist on the classic Così fan Tutte. In an American Idol–meets-Mozart moment, they’ll ask audience members to vote on their cell phones as to who should marry whom in the show’s climactic wedding scene. Eliot Spitzer’s been working on his backhand at the Manhattan Plaza Racquet Club. Vanessa Williams celebrated her birthday with Ugly Betty co-stars at the Russian Tea Room. Christina Applegate and pals noshed on macaroni and cheese at Aspen Social Club. Here’s a promising slapstick: Sean Penn, Benicio Del Toro, and Jim Carrey will star in a remake of The Three Stooges, directed by the Farrelly brothers.
The nothing if not classy K-Fed chugged Jack Daniel’s and blasted one of his songs on a wireless mike at Cain Luxe. He has songs? Carnival Cruise heiress Shari Arison is putting her own 211-foot yacht on the market for $103 million. We hear the poor thing is “down to her last $2.7 billion.” The State Department showed up at Method Man (i.e. Clifford Smith)’s Staten Island pad the other day to take his 2008 Lincoln Navigator after the rapper refused to pay his taxes. He says it’s because he got high. And yet another smashing success for Lindsay Lohan. Her latest flick, Labor Pains, is skipping theaters and going straight to cable television. She swears she’d be a star if people would only leave her personal life alone. Sure, LiLo, whatever you say.
