Mischa Barton did her best Britney Spears impression by puking outside a club in New York. According to Page Six,

Mischa Barton was with a group of friends the other night at the Anchor Bar in SoHo when she became tired and emotional, witnesses say. The skinny blonde was drinking and dancing before she ran outside and tossed her cookies on several smokers’ shoes. Ever the trouper, Barton went back inside and drank and danced more.

That’s dedication right there. Usually barfing on somebody would put you out of commission for the night, or at least get you kicked out of the club, but not our Mischa. Another perk of celebrity-dom, I guess. I’ve tried pretending it wasn’t me that just hurled on the bar by pulling out my pocket watch and asking the bar keep for another round of spirits. Sometimes I bring my top hat, too, just to throw everybody off. You know, like “Who spat up on the bar? Certainly, it wasn’t that distinguished-looking woman in the top hat. She even has a pocket watch.” That’s the idea, anyway. But I have to admit the last couple of times I pulled that trick my fellow patrons just said, “Did that idiot in the top hat just ralph on the bar? Jesus, she’s covered in puke. Wow. Is that?… oh, yeah, there’s even puke in her shot glass! Let’s see if she — oh, God, she is… YES! Oh my god! Oh my god! She just drank her own vomit!” Not exactly the ruse I was going for. And maybe I did accidentally ingest my own vomit, but I dare you to find another woman who looked nearly as dapper doing it. You just can’t trump a top hat, baby.

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