Before Daniel Craig came along, I could honestly give two craps about James Bond and his stupid 007. Sean Connery thinks that it’s okay to slap a woman, Pierce Brosnan seems kind of smarmy to me, and I have no clue who Roger Moore or Timothy Dalton is. But then I heard rumors of a darker, meaner, SEXIER Bond and I was totally intrigued. And my instinct was right. I’m just gonna say it, Bond Nerds—Daniel Craig is the best Bond since Connery. In fact, I think he is better. Go ahead, crucify me, but before you do that, here’s all the info I could dig up on the British heartthrob.

“I didn’t foresee it, that you can meet somebody who you have a deep and more profound love with… I don’t mean to take away anything with Tom, but I would hope that he has the same thing—I know he has the same thing with Katie. You move into a stage where you’re able to be a more fuller person in your relationship.”—Nicole Kidman in Elle]

She and husband Keith Urban welcomed their daughter Sunday Rose Kidman Urban this morning (um, Monday). [Us Weekly]

Nicole Kidman is getting ready to give birth, and she’s making preparations besides practicing her breathing. A source said Nicole has been putting together a music mix to listen to during her labor, and it includes songs by her husband, Keith Urban, and Irish flautist Sir James Galway. “Whenever you go to her house, she has Galway on,” said the source. “There is one Prokofiev sonata that is her favorite.” We’re not sure we’d want to enter the world listening to this, but we’re not the ones popping out the baby. [AHN]

Not being able to inject herself with Botulism is doing Nicole Kidman’s body good. [With husband Keith Urban, Academy of Country Music Awards, 5/18/08]

I have loved Audrey Tautou ever since she put that spoon to her nose in Amelie. Now she is the face of Chanel No. 5 perfume, replacing Nicole Kidman. This ad is flipping hot. Any woman that is cool enough to pull off a suit and tie is sexy to me. But this begs the question: Why have most of my “Girl Crush Alert!” choices been French?

Previously:

Guh-reat. Last summer, I got botox in the name of journalism. It looked okay. Before I got the ‘tox, I had a pretty visible verticle line across the middle of my forehead and then a few little frowny lines near my eyebrows so I always just looked a teensy-weensy bit mad. I never really had much of problem with those lines, although it did occur to me to buy better sunglasses so I wouldn’t squint as much. Had the botox not been free, I wouldn’t have done it, but I never turn down anything free (even little unappetizing finger foods at parties!). Anyway, the botox made all the lines go away, which looked pretty good when I wasn’t trying to move my face. When I did try to move my eyebrows for example, only the very corners would go up a smidge. Think Joan Rivers. Yeah.

So even though I got the ‘tox for free and got paid for the journalism assignment, it turns out it may not have been worth it. Nicole Kidman, pay attention!

Gwen Stefani and Gavin Rossdale don’t want to find out the sex of their baby until Gwen goes into it’s born. Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban know their baby’s sex but aren’t sharing. Tori Spelling expressed her need to know on Jimmy Kimmel last month: “We are going to find out because I hate yellow nurseries! And then if you don’t tell people, you just get [gifts of] yellow and white stuff!” Would you want to know whether you’re having a boy or a girl? [People.com, Celebrity Baby Blog, Celebrity Baby Blog]