Page Six asks this morning, “Are Pamela Anderson’s famous looks fading?” I think it’s pretty safe to say they were being completely sarcastic. Bitch looks like she got walloped with the business end of the ugly stick. Page Six adds:

At [Pam's] fragrance launch in Miami, her manager demanded that photographers shoot her only with a “ring flash,” which eliminates shadows and imperfections. [Several] celebrity lensman argued that the flash requires a large battery pack and slows the job, [so Anderson's manager] then banned [them] and all others without a ring flash from Saturday’s Make-A-Wish Ball. Several photographers boycotted the charity event [over Anderson's ring-flash demands].

I don’t think a couple of fancy flash bulbs are gonna magically to turn back the clock twenty years and suddenly convince everyone that Pamela Anderson is beautiful again. It’s be like dumping a teaspoon of water on a gasoline fire or making a hooker put her teeth back in after giving you a blowjob. Look, we’ve been to the puppet show, we’ve seen the strings. The damage is already done, baby. You ain’t foolin’ anybody with that shit.

Looking pregnant last month:

PHOTO SOURCE: Bauer-Griffin

Britney Spears lit the giant Christmas tree in front of the Rockefeller Center last night dressed in a demure wool coat and black Loubotin pumps. But the best-kept secret of the evening? What was underneath said demure coat. Britney wore this sexy little number to her 27th birthday party at Tejune later that night. Rowr. Mark your calendars, folks. I’d say this officially marks the first time in three years that a peek under Britney’s coat doesn’t turn up a funnel cake or a partially eaten ham sandwich. It’s a Christmas miracle!