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At last, a new book reveals the secret identity of Sarah Palin's personal idol. Apparently, a People editor has churned what I'm sure is a very winning biography of Palin: Trailblazer: An Intimate Biography of Sarah Palin. (Intimate? What's that all about? Do we get to rifle through her underwear drawer?) Along with exposing various other creepy Palin factoids—including that she hid her Trig pregnancy until one of her daughters found the ultrasound scan and concealed his medical condition from her other children until he was born—the book discloses who Palin's girl-crush is.

Palin, who became an overnight sensation once John McCain tapped her to become his running mate, can fall victim to being star-struck. She once told husband Todd she was going shopping at Costco in Anchorage but detoured to J.C. Penney's to meet Ivana Trump—in town to promote a cosmetics line.

Ivana Trump. Ivana Trump! This explains so much. A woman best known for doing little more than marrying well, her stiff retro-hairdos, and her meticulous makeup, Ivana was the woman Palin aspired to be politically: a vapid statue with a hollow inside waiting to be toppled.