Victoria’s Secret model and “Transformers 3″ star Rosie Huntington-Whiteley graces one of three covers of next month’s issue of Vs magazine — the other two covers belong to actress Julianne Moore and supermodel Helena Christensen. I suppose the choice of three different women on the covers is their way of putting in a real-life versus in the magazine Vs. So, anyway, which did I choose? Well, after dialoguing with my co-workers and much consideration and deliberation, I ultimately went with Rosie Huntington-Whiteley. She was showing her nipple, and the other ladies weren’t. If you aren’t going to bring your A-game, you might as well not even step up to the plate.

Lauren Budd’s lingerie photos will make your hump day a little more hump-tastic. (G Celeb)

Is ESPN’s Erin Andrews drunk?! (COED Magazine)

An exclusive look inside Demi Moore’s rehab life. I’m personally more interested in what’s going on with those jowls there. Ugh. (Evil Beet)

Tom Cruise’s adopted son Connor issues an apology for his homophobic Twitter rant after the Patriots lost the Super Bowl. (Celebitchy)

Olivia Munn isn’t a sexy geek anymore. Good thing I still am. Call me, boys! (Hollywood Rag)

Jennifer Garner’s daughter Violet in a little pair of violet glasses. It’s so cute it almost hurts. (INF Daily)

And speaking of so cute it hurts, hamster glamour shots! (City Rag)

Red-headed Emma Stone shows off a big handful of sideboob. (Celeb Jihad)

Abby Clancey looks like she was manufactured in a Playboy assembly plant. (Moe Jackson)

17 awesome pieces of life advice courtesy Bro Tips. Gotta get your bro on. (Caveman Circus)

When the guidance counselor tells you “it’s okay to be different,” there’s a chance she could actually mean it. Proof in point. (Ned Hardy)

Bikini model Maryeve Dufault is ARCA’s older version of Danica Patrick, if you’re more into vintage puss. (Busted Coverage)

Michelle Williams continues dressing like a four-year-old on her way to church at the premiere of her new film. (Bitten & Bound)

A year ago, Katy Perry refused to listen to anybody who told her not to marry Russell Brand or make him sign a prenup, because they were in love and a love like theirs lasts forever. Except it didn’t, and now he’s entitled to half of the $44 million she made in 2011. TMZ says:

Everything they earned during their 14-month marriage is community property — which means they’re each entitled to 50% of the pot — so Russell could have scored a fortune if he exercised his community property rights.

But as one source put it, “This divorce is as amicable as it gets… Russell doesn’t want Katy’s money. He’s happy to walk away with the money he earned — which is far less than what Katy raked in.”

Well, I’ll be damned. I figured he would milk that dumb broad for all she’s worth. I wouldn’t have guessed there was a noble bone in Russell Brand’s body, unless “noble bone” was just one of those coy British euphemism meaning “erection.”

How come in Hollywood, lesbians look like Amber Heard, but every dyke I know look like this?

I don’t like Kelly Brook’s new blonde hair or her huge Linda Richman glasses or her ugly crochet swimsuit, but she’s still in a bikini. It’s really the best thing that’s happened all damn day.

In Rio last week:

Elsa Hosk looking super-hot in Ocean Drive magazine, even though her last name sound like that involuntary noise you make when something hits the back of your throat. (G Celeb)

Lana del Rey’s tour has been postponed indefinitely after her disastrous SNL performance. (Evil Beet)

Bar Refeali looks like Malibu Barbie come magically to life. (Moe Jackson)

Kirsten Dunst looking very Kirsten Dunst-y in Wonderland magazine. (Hollywood Rag)

When nostalgia gets the better of you, in all-your-favorite-cartoons form. (Caveman Circus)

Karl Lagerfeld says Adele is too fat. Because spitting in her hair just wasn’t insulting enough. (Celebitchy)

“Someone” honked Kate Beckinsale’s boobs at a concert. Wink, wink. (The Blemish)

Amanda Seyfried says she is NOT a slut, but sometimes sluts say that as a cover. I’m undecided. (Celeb Slam)

Is this really Taylor Swift’s bare ass? Because if it is, it’s magnificent. (Celeb Jihad)

Victoria Beckham and her new baby daughter wearing coordinating plaid outfits. Awww. (INF Daily)

Nick Carter was a no-show at his own sister’s funeral. (Pop Crunch)

Miranda Kerr still looks as awesome as she ever did in her tiny string bikini. You’d never know she’d ever given birth. I hate her. (The Grumpiest)

Jessica Burciaga’s kinda of sexy is nigh on unstoppable. (COED Magazine)

Eva Mendes looks just like legendary screen siren Sophia Loren in the March issue of Marie Claire. They’re both just so unattainably beautiful. The only thing I have in common with either one of those women is the facial mole, but mine’s about the size of a saucer, so it has a different overall effect.

31-year-old sex tape star Kim Kardashian and 29-year-old homewrecker LeAnn Rimes have more in common than just a prescription for Valtrex — they both attended the same church in Calabasas this past Sunday. The Daily Mail says:

LeAnn attended the morning service at the Life Change Community Church with her husband Eddie Cibrian, while Kim arrived with her mother Kris Jenner, sister Kourtney and nephew Mason.

Following the service on Sunday, Twitter-mad LeAnn posted: ‘Thank you a great service [Pastor Brad Johnson] you made me cry.

She then added: ‘@KimKardashian great seeing you and the fam. See you soon xoxo.’

Kim then swiftly replied with: ‘You too babe! See you soon! Xoxo.’

I’m fairly certain that in the Bible, the earth opens up and swallows the whores of Babylon whole when they dare to cross the threshold of the most holy. Which is really ironic when you stop and think about it, in that it’s usually the whores doing most of the swallowing and everything.

Maria Menounous bet “Extra” co-host Mario Lopez that she would strip down to nothing but a Giants bikini out in the freezing-ass cold in the middle of Times Square if the Patriots lost the Super Bowl, and she made good on her word yesterday afternoon. Damn she’s fine. I’m starting to think maybe someone paid off a couple of wide receivers to throw the game just so she’d have to do it.

If I’d known we were playing croquet with UFC Octogon girl Arianny Celeste as a human wicket, I would have totally played a round instead of just using the mallet to smash out the tail lights on my ex’s Chevy Caprice. Next time try to keep me a little better informed. Honestly.

Fresh off a seizure spawned by a myriad of technically-legal chemicals and her ex-husband’s affair, Demi Moore has checked into the famous Cirque Lodge in Utah. Radar Online says:

Ashton Kutcher’s estranged wife began her treatment at Cirque Lodge several days ago, a source tells E!

It’s expected she’ll be there at least 30 days.

The drug and alcohol treatment center overlooking the Sundance ski resort is a celeb favorite. Mary-Kate Olsen [and] Lindsay Lohan [were both] treated there.

And what resounding successes those two gals are. Mary-Kate Olsen has clearly conquered her anorexia and Lindsay Lohan is the very picture of sobriety these days. Forty grand might seem like a lot of money, but with an impressive track record like that, I think we can all agree it’s money well-spent. They’ll have Demi cured in no time.

The only person who takes more pictures of Lindsay Lohan than the L.A. central booking is Terry Richardson (here, here and leering behind her like a child molester on a bender here), and that’s only because he’s a notorious pervert who gets off on taking pictures of girls’ tits, and showing her tits is the only thing Lindsay’s good for these days. It’s a match made in crippling daddy issues/sexual predator heaven.