Pantone has announced the 2013 Color of the Year, and it is Emerald. A jewel-tone green.

There are many reasons why I hate St. Patrick's Day: I can't stand parades (I always get trapped in them by accident), organized day-drinking bugs me — I'm an adult, I can get drunk during the day whenever I want — and green isn't my color. But my biggest issue with St. Patty's (oh, and I also hate when people call it…

Hillary Clinton showed up for a meeting of the G-20 Foreign Ministers in Mexico and lived every party guests' nightmare: wearing the wrong outfit. The State Department said there was no dress code issued that they'd missed; so it wasn't by design that she wore a bold color while everyone else wore boring old white.…

• Rihanna had dinner with Topshop founder Philip Green and Simon Cowell. Because Green and Cowell run an entertainment company that produces television and fashion ventures, the tabloid seers are pretty sure that means Rihanna's getting a clothing line. [Daily Mail]

95% of "eco-friendly" products are total bullshit. As if the idea that companies would mislead customers into buying (nice, green!) Widget A over (horrid, unsustainable!) Sprocket B weren't bad enough, businesses love "green" claims, because they make people buy stuff.

The New York Times tells us that mean girls are getting younger. But as most of us know, the elementary-school mean girl is in fact an iconic — and feared — figure. Herewith, five of the very worst.

Superhero flicks are almost always wildly popular, and in the wake of franchise flicks like Spider-Man, The Dark Knight Iron Man, studios are preparing Green Lantern, Captain America, Green Hornet and Thor, among others. Not getting a movie? Batgirl.

• Tilda, on her fragrance: "My son tells me it smells like Christmas." [WWD]
• "I like to look at paintings mainly, like those of Francis Bacon. Or Mapplethorpe, Newton, and Penn," says noted hottie/photographer Victor Demarchelier, son of Patrick. [Style.com]

Vivid verdant backdrops dominate March's Anthropologie catalog, which showed up in mailboxes last night, and the tropical fever dream carries right into the clothes: Hothouse flowers splashed on swimsuits; palm-leaf print dresses. The shoes, however, should be burned like kudzu.

It was inevitable, but given the relative youth of the phenomenon itself doesn't this feel, a little, well, premature?

Behind its Photoshop-of-Horrors cover, this month's Vogue is packed with the type of supposedly socially responsible content that's been its wont lately. But as regular Vogue readers already know, everything — including social responsibility — is easier when you're rich.

In the video at the link, Jessica Alba tells Vogue about "easy ways an average person can start to 'go green.'" So far she's composting, cleaning with vinegar and replacing her lawn with grass made from... tires. [Vogue]

As discussed, Vogue's "green" issue is more about cash than the environment. So even though Cammie Diaz is wearing organic cotton on the cover, the last page features a $5,900 bike with $975 "basket."

Despite its Style Ethics page and photoshoot of Cameron Diaz in organic hemps and cottons, the green this month's Vogue really cares about comes from a wallet, not a tree.

The next tube of lipstick you buy from L'Oréal may be brought to you by cow dung. The company's Belgium factory is installing a biomass electricity-generating system that will essentially power the factory on poop.

Get your mind out of the pond — we're just talking about The Green Lantern's claim that birth control pills may be harming fish. Want to be ichthyoid-friendly? Use condoms. [Slate]

Today, Slate's environmental column tells you that if you're dating from afar, you should be wracked with guilt: dating locally is much more sustainable. The emotional end? That's your selfish problem.

Pixar's latest film, Wall-e has been over a decade in the making, but the film's subversive, environmentally friendly, anti-consumerism platform holds truer today than they did ten years ago. Wall-e, which features the voices of Sigourney Weaver, Jeff Garlin and Fred Willard, centers around a robot (named, not…