I’m only a spectator of Bloggers vs. Old Media: drama is mostly boring, publicists are mostly sweet, and I don’t consider myself a blogger or a journalist–

Writing just gets me hot.

But then I heard from Bag Snob Tina that a publicist was harassing her after Bag Snob returned some plastique “python” bags by Zina Eva. The crazy publicist emailed Tina:

“You are pathetic soccer moms who wish you are European”
“You are Just a Blogger anyway. No need for you. You guys are the unprofessional ones.”

Totally, ma’am. And though I might argue many call girls are more pro than this publicist, and most porn blogs have a higher command of English, since the Zina Eva bags suck more than a busy hooker–and probably make less money–, the bag line is getting more press than it’d ever get via a nice publicist. But is any publicity good publicity?

Only if you’re not relating to the public through a fifth-rate firm that’s emailing top-billing blogs racist remarks.

Just another Cracker Jap blogger,
K

Accused of sexually soliciting an undercover cop at an airport, Senator Craig is bouncing between fight or flight for his public post, between stories of base bathroom banging or mundane missionary in marriage faster than I bounce between lusting and loving these boss Bruno Frisoni shoes.

Sinfully black in a Garden-of-Eden snakeskin, much like the Republican senator’s political position, the Bruno Frisoni shoes’ fat platform actually only serves to have you teeter on an ambitious arch delicately depending on a pin-thin heel.

Walking on a razor-sharp line dividing unapologetic S-E-X and formal black, these Bruno Frisoni shoes are perfect for Craig-haters’ fantasies of what the senator wears on his weekends off, these Bruno Frisoni shoes are perfect for a black tie, White House dinner party, these Bruno Frisoni shoes are perfect for–

When you lean over three types of forks and whisper loud to your boyfriend that you muse on ménaging with Hillary Clinton.

» Bruno Frisoni shoes in snakeskin $825, Saks

I love animals more than PETA, so it’s heart-cracking to read about footballer Vick’s dogfighting charges.

Though I’m convinced, should pit bulls ever have the power, they’d pit human against human in a boxing ring for major money entertainment–so it sounds bizarre–my vintage mink coat shed a tear when seeing a photo of a mangled dog (then the tear froze, because the said coat is in storage in downtown, waiting out LA’s ridiculously fabulous weather for a climate more close to the temperature of my heart).

Though I only like Ms. Mac because she makes gorgeous things–if anything, Stella’s promo for PETA made me wrinkle my nose as much as a pair of chunky-heeled Marc-y Marc Jacobs pumps–I’m slapping up this vegan metallic Stella McCartney bag to raise awareness about Vick’s dogfighting charges reaching court today.

Well, plus, the Stella McCartney bag is boss.

» Silver metallic Stella McCartney bag $599, Intermix

With the funeral of the N-word performed by NAACP delegates determined to bury “greatest child racism ever birthed,” it’s time to mourn in your best black.

A racial slur worthy of the compliment of a funeral ceremony literally attended by hundreds, virtually witnessed by millions thanks to its front-page spread on CNN.com deserves only the most respectful black, a la these rhinestone Giuseppe Zanotti shoes.

Funeral black but as showy as a Jay-Z jam about yachts and N-words, these Giuseppe Zanotti shoes are fitting for the Paris Hilton-worthy publicity and controversy-cache the N-word has received thanks to its burial (all of which will of course dissuade rappers eager for publicity from using the slur).

I can only hope the passing-on of the W-word–cough, “whitey,” cough–gets such a celebratory ceremony and pretty PR.

I’d love to break in a boss LBD that makes my white ass bootylicious.

» Rhinestone Giuseppe Zanotti shoes $650, eLUXURY

Better than Paris in April?

Paris in prison.

Think hot pink–even though the twenty-something heiress’s crunk-cruising sentence has already been shortened to twenty-some days in a solitary celeb cell, prop up Paris with Red Freckle’s “Paris Is My Cell Mate” bracelet.

More moving than a rubber band pushing you “Live Strong” and vaguely evoking a man who won a record-wrecking number of Tour de Frances single ball-y, a streak of “Paris Is My Cell Mate” pink is a reminder that, born into a name nouvea riche and brain enough to seek out PR ready to capitalize on you, success earned out of the easy envy of Everywoman can be yours, that–

Banking on anyone to completely clue you in, no matter how highly paid they are, is a chump’s choice heavy with ugly aftermath.

Like maybe a reality TV series. Sans makeup, platinum extensions, and DvF dresses.

I’ll take two bracelets.

» Red Freckles “Paris Is My Cell Mate” bracelet $5 via RedFreckles.com

» Interview with Red Freckles on ThisNext’s Blog

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Guest bloggette Hope Robertson

In a perfect world, I’d own every piece from the Paris runways — give or take those dastardly steel contraptions from the Viktor & Rolf show — and use them to make my personal style shine. Unfortunately, the world is not perfect. But I have found an AmEx credit line-gentle, one-word way to incorporate runway trends into my wardrobe:

Accessories.

Check my five key accoutrements that made Paris runways pop at Fashion Week, and set trends for Fall/Winter 07/08.

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Though I’m tempted to ramble right wing about these pro-immigration rallies

- perhaps likening that everyone should be let into America to a poorly dressed size 14 demanding access to my walk-in closet -

My main motivation would be only to raise tempers and my dot-com traffic, so I’ll avoid doing so.

I’m grateful to these immigration rallies for one thing:

For one business day American Apparel’s warehouse will be closed, and therefore thousands of ill-fitting T shirts, leggings, and other hipster duds will go un-born.

Originally published December 2005.

With the New York City transit strike on, thousands are forced to schlep on foot through 20-degree weather to their 9-5 hustle.

Will comfortable be the new haute?

Fortunately, I’ve the luxury of working from the shoebox I call home; my commute consisted of rolling out of bed and plopping on my desk, making my
five-inch heeled, over-the-knee boots a more sensible footwear choice than usual.

Other New Yorkers may not be as blessed, and while we may disagree on whether or not transit workers are right to strike, I believe we can concur on one thing –

That the Transport Workers Union has forced thousands of Manhattanite women into Uggs is a serious, selfish offense.

I find it hard to believe that KRiSTOPHER DUKES .com isn’t enough fashion blog enough for you, but if it isn’t, I’m okay with that.

I love you, you’re like a pair of Christian Louboutin 6″ platforms to me, and I want you to be happy.

So go ahead and get your click on at Coutorture, a new fashion community myself, Coquette, Manolo, Shoewawa, She Finds, and many more are a part of. Brought to you by Julie Fredrickson and Philip Leif Bjerknes, Coutorture promises

“fashion lovers news, commentary, and community in one convenient location. Integrating old media, fashion blogs, online magazines, and exclusive new media rich content, all while promoting a live forum of feedback and active participation, Coutorture is the new destination for online fashion.”

Rachel Zoe and I share a vision of a world full of glamorously overdressed and underweight women, so I think it ooh la lovely that she’s set to edit Deluxe, a luxury spin-off of Seventeen magazine.

Reports fashion bible WWD:

This fall Hearst will publish the first installment of Deluxe, a Seventeen supplement about “West Coast luxury fashion,” according to editor in chief Atoosa Rubenstein. The 24-page outsert will be polybagged with the September issue and will go out to subscribers who live in households with an income of at least $75,000.

50,000 copies will also be available at news stands, so the fastest middle-classers won’t miss out on Deluxe’s first cover girl: Rachel Zoe’s best known product, Nicole Richie.

» Photo courtesy WWD