Christina Ricci was photographed yesterday looking like she ought to be crouched behind an underground organ in a Paris opera house instead of leaving a Beverly Hills tanning salon. She’s a dead ringer for Lon Chaney’s 1925 Phantom. Luckily, what the original Phantom of the Opera was lacking in purging noises and compulsive exercising, Christina Ricci deftly brings to the table with her index finger and esophageal sphincter!

Unrelated Naomi Campbell crying at her 38th birthday on P. Diddy’s yacht:

Amy Winehouse spent her weekend frolicking in the woods with friends in nothing but her bra and denim shorts, sorta like a real-life Snow White, if Snow White was an undead corpse who escaped from the Daisy Duke section of Auschwitz. The Daily Mail says

The Rehab singer, who shocked onlookers with her emaciated frame, was spotted cuddling up to Sadie Frost’s sometime boyfriend Kristian Marr while soaking up the sunshine in a park behind a recording studio in Henley, Oxfordshire.

From the picture above, she also appears to have mastered the finer points of the Irish jig. Hop-hop back, hop back, two-three-four and bow!

UPDATE: The most awesome outdoor dancin’ you’ve ever seen after the jump

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After ballooning up a good twenty pounds last year, it looks like Nicky Hilton has hopped on the bulimia band wagon back to Boneysville. How else do you explain those shapely gams of hers? Rawr! Not to mention that you can use her knees to slim jim your car if you’ve locked your keys inside or aerate your lawn in the spring. EDITOR’S NOTE: This would also explain why “giant tool” is the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the name “Nicky Hilton.”

Bone Fugs in Harmony last Thursday: