Pink Is The New Dog

As much as I laugh at celebrities it's their puppies I adore. Visit me for all the deets on whose dog is making headlines, which celebs can't carry them through airports (I'm talking to YOU Jessica), how they're dressing and accessorizing them, and when they're being paraded through Kitson. And listen up Jake, Nicole, Mischa, Paris, et al: Do not even THINK about leaving home without your puppies. News Flash: You are not interesting to us without them!

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Bambi Elevates Two Slags

OK, so you get the "concept," right? "Beautiful...nay, STUNNING...women walk around run-down East L.A. neighborhood that is clearly below them and, in so doing, make the products they are hawking look all the more fashionable and desirable." Didja get it? As soon as you looked at the pix? Oh good! I'm so glad! So now you will definitely be inclined to go spend $600+ on one of the ugliest line of handbags I have ever seen...because high-priced marketing materials always work, see?

Nicky Hilton is so painfully talentless and it hurts to say that (I mean it) because I SO BADLY want her to be "the talented one" of the two of them.

OK and all this time I am not even mentioning why I am posting this here: BAMBI. Poor Bambi, the new Paris puppy dog, is, of course, being whored out for the cause as well. We will not get used to you, Bambi, or even memorize your name. What is the point? You are cute. And sweet. But you, too, will go the way of her entire menagerie.

Thanks for adding some class to this classless set of photos and the classless video and commercial that was filmed at the same time, Bambi. They owe you, baby.


Monday, July 10, 2006

Kylie at Chanel

It is aDORABLE to me that Kylie Minogue would take her boyfriend’s Rhodesian Ridgeback to the CHANEL COUTURE SHOW in Paris this year. It’s such a gentle and subtle way of saying “I like fine clothing too, people, and I intend to have fun here but um, really, it’s JUST a fashion show…let’s all calm down” with a huge smile on her face and a fantastic dress on her back.

She didn’t even care if it looked stunt-y and she didn’t care that her brand new Chanel shades had the barcode sticker still on them, indicating that a harried production assistant had to run a pair out to her IMMEDIATELY so Karl would be willing to pose with her.

And the matching leash, folks. The matching Chanel leash on the beautiful doggy. Do you understand why I love Kylie so?