(Halloween idea: tiki hut.)

BFF’s been pickin’ on poor Kate Bosworth of late. But you know, I kind of like this little sludge-colored thing. It looks like a tiki hut! For a mai tai, K-Bos, I’ll throw ya a bonafide umbrella straw.

[Fashion Group International Night of the Stars awards at NYC's Cipriani Wall St.]
Photo: Tina Paul/WENN

(Destiny's Child if destiny were the 99-cent store.)

BFF’s heart belongs to another Michelle Williams. Because this M.W. — the shamed Destiny’s Child cast-off — is mean. You know this outfit is a satire of the over-the-top (but endearing!) Beyoncé. She’s making fun of our girl, B.

Friends always be backstabbin’. Well, then, let us go at it with her:

Zippers to unzip when the pits get too sweaty. Oh, how classy.
Rihanna’s haircut — but on a budget.
Gloves. THOSE GLOVES.
How ’bout that pinky ring over her pleathered finger?
Accessories: 11. Where to Shop? The 99-cent store.

[Attending Diesel's Global Party on the Brooklyn Waterfront]

Photo: PNP/WENN

(Eva gets down with WristStrong, not LiveStrong.)

Is Eva still pregnant to you? The cracked Butterfinger bits still can’t cut that pooch some slack, huh?

(If someone starts a pregnant rumor about you, that just means you’re likable. Like Jamie-Lynn Spears.)

But pooch aside, let’s focus on the positive: Not only is her push-up bra, like, some kind of Thomas Edison invention, but …

IS THAT A WRISTSTRONG BRACELET?

Eva, obviously a fan of wrist-conscious Stephen Colbert, just got cool to BFF. Even with that hairdo!

[At the Padres Contra El Cancer's 8th annual El Sueno De Esperanza Benefit Gala in Hollywood]

Photo: Adriana M. Barraza/WENN

(Marilyn Monroe (the Pomeranian) is addicted to Robertson Boulevard.)

Paris Hilton curtailed her search for a human BFF, only to discover that a hunt for two of her canine BFFs resulted in an unhappy ending. Coyotes. That’s what happened. R.I.P.

Paris’ tear ducts have been at it non-stop.

Not sure if Marilyn Monroe (pictured) was a casualty.

Source: Paris’ Dogs Killed By Wild Coyote! (X17)

Photo: WENN

Christian Siriano, the reigning winner of Project Runway, just debuted his first show at Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week — and it’s a major gorg-alert.

So gorg, in fact, that Heidi Klum is said to wear one of Christian’s designs at an upcoming awards show — the Emmys, Christian hopes. Which would be awfully sweet of Heidi, considering the little pet calls her a tranny.

May BFF make a suggestion? This one:

Source: Backstage at Christian Siriano (The Cut)

Photos: PNP/WENN; NY Post

(What's a Jennifer Aniston?)

Oh my effin’ God. Jennifer Aniston is not seeing Gerard Butler.

It behooved Britney to fix her weave — since seriously-big-deal Vogue photographer Patrick Demarchelier flew all the way from London to photograph Brit for her new album. Patrick snipped: “I’m pleased to hear that she’s pulled herself together.”

Why is Heidi Klum leaving with John Mayer? And why is John getting that look of encouragement from that bodyguard-lookin’ fella?

See, Eva? Shoulda stuck with the flowy wear. Yes, it would have still spawned pregnant rumors, but with the tight metal number, you’re working with a literal spawn or copping to being fat. BFF sees you’ve submitted to the latter.

Sarah Palin is called “absurd” by America’s (Male) Sweetheart, Matt Damon. He wants to know her stance on dinosaurs — yay or nay? Meanwhile, the other Veep-hopeful Joe Biden embarrassed a paraplegic.

Photo: WENN

(One day, she'll thank Africa.)

Mischa Barton has split with Taylor Hocke. I know, BFF wasn’t so invested in this hookup either.

Her boyfriend of seven months, Taylor (aka the frontman of the band Rooney), accompanied Mischa on a three-week safari and charity trip through Africa, but according to In Touch:

“They fought every day on the trip. She broke up with him just a few days after they returned to L.A.”

Africa is thrilled to hear that Mischa is single again!

Source: Mushy Too Much To Handle - Splits With Beau (Perez Hilton)

Photo: Will Alexander/WENN

(Sex me if I can.)Lance Armstrong loves to get booty, but when it come to dispensing it, there lies the problem.

Lance Armstrong loves to get booty, but when it come to dispensing it, there lies the problem.

Lance admits that, while on the Tour, he suffered from “fatigue, low testosterone, and a lower libido.” He adds, “When you’re on your bike five, six, seven hours a day, you are not a sex champion. You’re just not.”

“I had sex if I had the energy.”

According to one grinning Lance, he received no complaints, but BFF surmises that Sheryl (maybe Kate, too) viewed the bike as the enemy.

And, by the by, he is not dating Ashley Olsen.

Source: Lance Armstrong On Dating And Sex: “I Never Got Any Complaints” (Huffington Post)

Photo: HRC/WENN