Paparazzi Video

But despite the pleadings of his adoring public, the very new father couldn't stop to scribble a few autographs or take a snap. Wonder what he signs? Borat?

Perhaps his delicate Kazakhi constitution couldn't quite deal with the absurdly cold New York evening.

Joined by fur-covered pal Kate Hudson, Eva hit the Dolce & Gabbana boutique, as well as intimates emporium Kiki de Montparnasse. And boy did these two gals look happy!

We asked Eva about that note she left a driver whose car she grazed, but -- maybe it was the retail whirlwind -- she didn't have any response.

The lady-lover-turned-food-critic gave his official stamp of approval to the chow at Mr. Chow last night, never mind that he was angling for a free meal.

Moments later, a food-soothed Dyan Cannon, 70, emerged to charm the paps and make a new friends on the sidewalk.
Just another satisfying meal in the Thirty Mile Zone.

TMZ would like to present the real Michael Stipe, lead singer of R.E.M., caught in all of his glabrous glory.

Also, note to photogs, fans, and potential Stipe-alikes: Michael does not chum around aimlessly, as evidenced in this footage shot at the Gramercy Park Hotel.

Also out this weekend: Dave Navarro took a cigarette break, Latoya Jackson fielded tour rumors, and The Governator chowed down at Ago.

The Cringe-o-Meter hit the ceiling when this other girl -- presumably a friend of Awkward Chick #1 -- came barreling toward Braff and her pal, elbowing Zach right out of the way to take a picture of her own friend -- and not Zach at all! Dr. Dorian's non-plussed reaction? Priceless.

For the record, the young fella's name is Ben Thigpen. Ben, Ben, Ben.

Nicholson wasn't pleased about the glare of photogs, but Jack signed away for autograph hounds. He even signed a woman's t-shirt.

The sasstacular Black Eyed Pea took an inordinate amount of time to accommodate a couple of under-prepared autograph seekers in Harlem, where she stopped by a Harlem United benefit. Later, at the Wilhelmina Models 40th anniversary party downtown, she was equally amiable -- despite our cameraman needling her about marrying that hot guy from "Las Vegas."

Seven, count 'em, seven uniformed (and uninformed) guards shielded Hudgens from cameras as they walked her to her car, past her car, and then back to her car.

Maybe he was taking them to a friend who just had a baby?

He rides bicycles, runs marathons, beats cancer, dates young starlets and rockstars, bromances a fellow Austinite, and -- as we found out last night -- assists paparazzi with their cameras. He's amazing!

Once they stopped, an irate Julia got out of her car and gave the pap the George Clooney treatment, scolding him for trying to snap pics of her children. Roberts demanded that the photog turn his camera off -- and he nervously obliged.

The pair hugged and kissed as they perused the tree selection, while "Feliz Navidad" played in the background. Cue the fake snow! (And can someone please tell Heidi it's 75 degrees in LA. No scarf necessary.)

Do they live inside a snow globe, too?

We caught up with the not-Ashley celebutwin leaving the Bowery Hotel last night, looking not so worse for the wear after her hospital stay, to the extent that we could actually catch a glimpse of her -- and not just the bat-like eyes that tend to pop out of the night.