Meet Sloane and Chase; upper crust divas who can’t yet afford the upper or the crust. What they lack in dowry, they make up for in being natural born haters. The lace gloves are off and anyone is fair game.
Monday, July 2, 2007
The Sublime Carine Roitfeld
Have I shared my minor obsession with French Vogue's editorix Carine Roitfeld? Hmmm, it is a secret that I am now ready to share. I.LOVE.HER. And I have a feeling you love her and don't even know it as she was Tom Ford's muse and collaborator during his famous run at the helm of Gucci and YSL. Mmm-hmm. Yes, she is that bitch. The archetype of Ford's glamazon woman stomping down his runways whose style always teetered on the edge of full on s&m. And her magazine, when I tell you that Anna's 300 lbs. periodical is watered down shit compared. So, why have I hidden my love for her so long? Well, honestly her face scares me and sometimes I wonder if there isn't a little something extra under the hood, if you know what I mean. I know, so shallow considering I let Posh walk around all anorexic with concrete tits rocking sequin panties...so I have turned over the stone and you will be seeing much more of my love Carine :)
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