Love Unleashed
Got some dermatological doozies for ya, but first, let's talk about what those other types of moles have uncovered: animalistic celebrity behavior. Which means, of course, it's time for a simply salivating update on those singing sweeties about whom you've all been secretly (or not) barking. Britney Spears and the curly-coiffed Justin Timberlake wowed diners at Cafe Milano, a Miami Beach hang, when they strolled in for some plates of pasta. But spaghetti wasn't the only thing to cross their luscious lips. The two settled in for a cozy lunch, she in a baseball cap, ultra-juvenile pigtails, shorts and a tube top (a simply conservative outfit in South Beach, I assure you), while he sported a ratty scarf on his head, an equally grimy tee, cropped cargo pants and flip-flops. The wandering warbler left Brit to fend for herself as he trotted to the pay phone at the back of the joint. (Must've left his cell in his other cargo shorts.) When he returned, he greeted the bouncy babe with a series of sensaysh smooches. So much for denying their sweetheart status. (Told ya!) Spicy, ain't it? I'm sorry, but if these two teenyhoppers aren't looking for an abode to share--as is the pimply gab--then they should be. Otherwise, their combined body fluids are going to be leaving a telltale trail all over the friggin' country.