It"s no secret my disdain for Emmy Rossum. In my books, there is nothing more tedious than a doe eyed overgrown 10 year old with rosy cheeks and too many giggles. Which is why every time I see her grace a red carpet, sometimes in a twinkly princess number, sometimes in a debutante designer gown, sometimes in a friggin" ballerina frock, this time in a tickle me playmate teacup shift for the Teen Vogue event last week, it"s enough sugar to make me want to seize, and if given a death choice between Jessica Alba"s bitchstare and Emmy Rossum"s teacher"s pet full mouth of teeth, I"ll take the bitch, thank you very much. Always take the Bitch over the Baby - at least you"ll never be caught off guard.