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There's a storm brewing in the sleepy Hudson Valley town of Rhinebeck, N.Y. What was once a friendly little hamlet is turning into something straight out of Hitchcock's "The Birds." Fortunately (we think?), Rhinebeck's skies are not populated with violent gulls, but rather with little birdies, the sort that whisper secrets sweetly and swiftly. "A little birdie told me that the dress is Vera, not Oscar." "A little birdie told me Oprah's coming." "A little birdie told me the whole thing costs $3 million!" Rhinebeck's aviary plague has become so intense that the FAA has announced that it will be enforcing a temporary no-fly zone over the town for 12 hours on Saturday afternoon and evening.
Chelsea Clinton's wedding has turned into a media circus of the biggest and brashest variety, as speculation about the event's details--which remain, for the most part, shrouded in secrecy--has turned into a small cottage industry. On the surface, Chelsea's nuptials might look like any other over-hyped celebrity wedding: the eye of a swirling hurricane of gossip and glitz. But somewhere underneath the photographers' arrests and the guest-list brouhaha --somewhere closer to the "congratulations!" poster in the window of a Rhinebeck restaurant lies something that is rarely found in the world of American celebrity: genuine interest in and affection for the bride.
Chelsea Clinton is, perhaps, the first American since Shirley Temple that has been a household name since childhood but hasn't washed up a la Lindsay Lohan or temporarily gone loco like Drew Barrymore. When Chelsea first moved to the White House, she was an awkward 12-year-old with frizzy hair and braces. Take it from someone who's been there: that's a really tough spot to be in, even if you're not in the public eye. The next eight years were hardly a cakewalk for the First Daughter. She had to watch her parents deal with Paula Jones and Whitewater, and her reward was getting to see Ken Starr air her father's dirty laundry (or, more literally, Monica's) in front of the whole world.
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