Anna Wintour was the interviewee on an episode of 60 Minutes with Mike Wallace. The trendsetter did not disappoint and gave a juicy insight into what it is that makes her tick/ such an utter bitch.

Now, wearing shades indoors/ being cloaked in so much fur that she has PETA in a permanent state of apoplexy/ being the alleged subject of the Hollywood movie The Devil Wears Prada, is not quite enough to get the fasionista in the headlines on just any day of the week. Nope. We only care about what she has to say when she speaks about two things dear to our hearts. Celebrities and their vaginas.

Oddly, having one myself, I’m not massively impressed with tales of celebrity vag. But I gather others are, and so I thought this might be a tidbit to lock away and save for a lonely night. Eh?

The interview Anna did was from around two weeks ago, during a period lovingly referred to as “the week celebrity vaginas ruled the earth”.

You remember, those of you who somehow still have 20/20 vision…

That was the period of time in which any and all female celebrities with something to pimp out that day, aired out their no-no places and gave the world a view that would make their gynaecologist blush. Several singers and people in the public eye had their privates bared at once. No one worth mentioning in conversation, but all people good looking enough to get their crotches splashed on TMZ. Cassie, Carrie Prejean (remember her?) and Rihanna.

In her 60 Minutes segment, Anna claims to have had Umbrella singer Rihanna in mind for an upcoming feature. One can only assume that this feature would have required Rihanna to wear clothes. As such you can understand why a nude scandal tarnished the Alien Princess’ chances of being a cover star. And once Anna had finished calling “most” residents of the US state of Minnesota fatties, “on a trip to Minnesota I can only kindly describe most of the people I saw as little houses”… she started in on Rihanna’s errant lady garden.

This week’s Star magazine features a story in which Anna talks about Rihanna peeing away her chances of being on the cover:

Rihanna and Vogue editor-in-chief Anna Wintour had been talking for weeks about doing the cover and an inside spread, says a close friend of the singer, who adds that the two even chatted about it at the Met Costume Institute Gala on May 4. “Anna told her Vogue absolutely loves her and really wanted to work with her. Rihanna was ecstatic!” But since the photos came out, says the friend, “Anna hasn’t returned any of her calls. Rihanna’s so upset!”

This was a guest blog by Amy Grindhouse who is the bomb diggy, as Another Level would have said.

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Just look at Angelina Jolie. She wronged Jennifer Aniston in the most hurtful way possible, by stealing Brad Pitt from her on the set of Mr & Mrs Smith, and now, several years later, Jennifer Aniston has decided that she’s spoiling for a fight. In the new issue of Vogue, Aniston has described Angelina Jolie as “really uncool.”

These words are bound to upset Angelina Jolie, especially since Jennifer Aniston wasn’t even talking about the Brad Pitt thing – instead she was describing Angelina’s Dunlop trainers, 1980s adoption of the failed Betamax video system and her abiding love of the music of Jamiroquai. Lord knows how Angelina Jolie will react to this – chances are she’s going to write the word ‘SKANK’ on Jennifer Aniston’s geography coursebook or something.

Just like the second coming of Jesus, the return of King Arthur and Oasis releasing an album that isn’t full of middling tripe, the prospect of Jennifer Aniston publicly scolding Angelina Jolie for stealing Brad Pitt from her is something that’s long been prophesied despite the slim likelihood of it ever happening.

Oh, sure, Jennifer Aniston has alluded to the split in the past – by banging on about pity-parties and taking up with men who look slightly like humidity-wilted waxwork models of Brad Pitt – but for the most part she’s just been happy to maintain the icy awkwardness between Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie and herself that involves one party having to avoid a charity luncheon occasionally.

Until now. Poor Jennifer Aniston has done her best to try and maintain a dignified silence while Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie mocked her by starring in terrible depressing movies that were supposed to be hers and thinking up deliberately stupid names for their children, but she just can’t hold it in any longer.

Why? Because recently Angelina Jolie described Mr & Mrs Smith as the movie where she and Brad Pitt fell in love, even though Brad was still married to Jennifer Aniston at the time. Oh, and also because Jennifer Aniston’s got a couple of films coming out soon. That probably helped as well. Anyway, here’s what Jennifer Aniston told Vogue:

“There was stuff printed there that was definitely from a time when I was unaware that it was happening. I felt those details were a little inappropriate to discuss. That stuff about how she couldn’t wait to get to work every day? That was really uncool.”

Really, Angelina Jolie should be thankful that Jennifer Aniston managed to limit it to just ‘uncool’. We hear she was also toying with dropping ‘wack’, ’square’, ‘not groovy’, or even going as far as calling Angelina Jolie a ’skallywag’ or – worse still – a ‘nincompoop’ in retaliation. With that sort of escalation it’d only be a matter of days before someone threw down with ’skuzz-bucket’ and it all ended in tears.

But, still, this outburst is sure to backfire on Jennifer Aniston. Now that she’s been called uncool, Angelina Jolie is clearly going to try and get cooler to prove Jennifer Aniston wrong. So, the next time you see Angelina Jolie walking down the street wearing a backwards baseball cap and baggy MC Hammer-style trousers, listening to a cassette of Savage Garden’s Greatest Hits on an oversized ghettoblaster perched on her shoulder, know that she’s had the last laugh in all of this.

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Victoria Beckham clearly wasn't sent this particular memo, though, because she's on the front cover of Vogue this month complaining about how tough it is to be her, what with all the money and fame and jewels and whatnot. 

Victoria Beckham does have a point, of course – remove the giant LA mansion and husband who earns close to a million dollars a week and what are you left with? A scrawny orange twig with a speaking voice like a narcoleptic hairdresser and a face that looks like it was caught in a lift. So on this basis, yes, Victoria Beckham has got plenty to whinge about.

Some people look at Victoria Beckham and think she's got it all – a rich husband, a nice house, enough money to call her kids whatever ridiculous name she pleases without worrying that they'll have the shit booted out of them at school for it, a singing voice so weak that she effectively got paid millions of quid for doing bugger-all during the Spice Girls reunion concerts, two fake tits that look like veiny grapefruit that have been left on a radiator – but they'll never know the torment that goes with being Victoria Beckham.  

Scratch the surface of Victoria Beckham – although don't scratch too hard; she's very thin and you might poke right through the middle – and you'll be confronted with such a bleak picture of unending misery and profound human suffering that you'll wonder why Joy Division never made a concept album about her.

After all, Victoria's much-vaunted American television career died before it even started, her best friend is Katie Holmes – a woman who seems to be made of wires – and there's a very good chance that her husband had sex with a woman who masturbates pigs for a living. Speaking of pigs, there's a gang of them constantly hanging around Los Angeles, just waiting to chase Victoria Beckham around.

Now do you think that Victoria Beckham has got a tough life? No? Us neither to be honest, but that hasn't stopped Victoria Beckham from appearing on the front of this month's Vogue gnashing and wailing about how shit her life is like some sort of wizened biblical plague-carrier screaming at the foot of an erupting volcano. OK quotes:

“It’s tough being a pop star and a footballer’s wife. I’m aware of people’s preconceptions. For the other girls, it’s their business, but I don’t do that any more. My business is fashion… I’ve had my share of bad press and heartache and all sorts of things and it sort of kills you or makes you stronger.”

Unfortunately in this instance it seems to have made Victoria Beckham stronger.

Still, though, at least Victoria Beckham has let us know just how very terrible her life is. And, as consumers in this celebrity-driven age, we'll just have to live with what we've done to her. At least until the next time she poses for the front cover of a leading glossy fashion magazine covered in diamonds to explain all the other ways that she's worse off than we are.

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VICTORIA: "IT'S TOUGH BEING A POPSTAR" – OK 

There's the rock star Madonna that puts out movies about gay men tonguing empty bottles of coke, and there's the globally-conscious Madonna that probably reduces green house emissions by reading with only natural light, or by the light emitted from burning servants.

Then there's rural Madonna – all she wants to do is raise animals on a farm somewhere in England. Problem is rural Madonna seems to have been quite intertwined with eccentric fashion designer Madonna, because she's recently changed the colours of several animals she's raising to look like a ROY G BIV diagram, and animal rights folk are up in arms.

Madonna is a woman with problems. For instance, she can't eat corn on the cob without leaving a straight line of kernels consistently down the middle. Also, she's terrified people might soon learn she owns a flock of sheep that are completely normal in colour.

Who knows why she did it. Maybe she's trying to rent them out for Serta commercials and is looking to make them stand out. Or maybe she's experimenting with skin colour-change so that the next time she's in the mood for an ethnic child – she could just change one of her white ones. Whatever the reason, at some point Madonna coloured some of her pet sheep blue, pink, yellow and green. According to TMZ:

"Baaaaaaaad Madonna! Animal rights groups are pissed over a photo shoot from a few years back, where Madonna and Guy Ritchie dyed sheep different colours — all for a great looking magazine spread."

Unfortunately for Madonna, the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals is watching her like a well cared-for hawk. They are so mad the pop queen temporarily altered the colour of these poor suffering sheep they've issued statements like:

"We're gonna skin her jowls and make a lampshade"

and

"We shall run her through with our commemorative elephant tusk sabers! Thanks for those, by the way, Tanzania!"

Now keep in mind we said the animal folk only said things like those. If you want an exact quote you'll have to settle for this one:

"Why is it necessary and what are they trying to prove? It is an irresponsible publicity stunt. It sends out the wrong message about how to use animals."

What exactly the outcome of this tumultuous time in Madonna's life will be is as yet unknown. But hey, Royal Society of blah blah blah, at least the sheep weren't standing in pools of giraffe blood.

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Madonna's Sheep Spark Animal Rights Fury – Digital Spy