Pardon Me While I Shoot Myself in the Face

"Since his arrival on the scene a decade ago, when he was a freshman at New York University, Mr. Blasberg has gone unrivaled in making connections with boldface names....At N.Y.U., Mr. Blasberg met a model who lived in his dorm and who introduced him to her agent at Elite, where he got a job writing bios of models. During a semester abroad in London, he did the same for Models 1, a top agency in Europe. During his junior year, he was an intern at W, and his senior year was spent at Vogue."

--yet another in depth piece from the NY Times

Meanwhile, my freshman year at NYU was spent losing 30 lbs and learning to binge drink. I'm glad to know my youth was completely wasted.

And yes, I am very bitter. Very, very bitter.

T...W...Heeeeeeeeeeeey!

Strange Bedfellows?

T magazine editor, Stefano Tonchi is moving up in the alphabet, or down depending on how you read it, to edit W. Though we -- nor anyone, really -- have never paid much attention to the T. Aside from a Julianne Moore poke her face,that is.

But W! W has been a favorite of we AnA girls since...well, we were little AnA boys. They have featured some of our favorite editorials ever. Brad and Angie giving Aniston the middle finger. Naomi giving the world the middle finger. And more recently, Linda Evangelista giving the recession the middle finger.

Tonchi claims he wants to make the mag more "accessible" (so vague, or rather Vogue of a word) and "more of a general-interest style magazine, and less of a fashion-obsessed publication."

Kill me.

Who cares about accessibility (besides Si Newhouse of course)? W is the high fashion (more or less) equivalent of American Vogue. Sparring hunch to hunch, exposed nip to exposed nip with the far superior European oversized titles.

Not to mention, W is one of the few American mags that still puts models on its covers...

An end of yet another fashion era? Perhaps. I don't like to jump to conclusions, unless said conclusions include an open bar, so we'll see what Tonchi has in store. Expectations, though, are admittedly low.

Mouthed and Agape // Gimme Gimme Moore

Actress with a capital A and perpetual Oscar snub story, Jules Moore looks stunning, albeit airbrushed into near oblvion, in the new Bulgari ad that has been thrown in my face every time I visit Style.com.

And here she is giving face on my favorite fake fashion publication, The New York Times Style Magazine. T time?

Look at that divine bone structure. It's screaming out for a Best Actress trophy.
Throw it in her damn face!
Le sigh. Maybe next year.

Coco, Straight Up

La Rocha is not pulling any punches with the New York Times.

“You know what, I’ve stopped caring...If I want a hamburger, I’m going to have one. No 21-year-old should be worrying about whether she fits a sample size.”

Stuff that burger into your saucy mouth, girlfriend!

But jut because you're a supermodel doesn't mean it has to be super-sized.

Times Akimbo // Simon Doonan, Whonan?

Eric Wilson followed Barneys creative director Simon Doonan around SoHo the other day to discuss the brand new show "Beautiful People," which is based on Doonan's rise from humble British beginnings to gaytastic window dresser in New York. In typical New York Times Style Section fashion, Wilson snagged some newsworthy quotes.

“I have an updated, repackaged version of my childhood that I can now reference,” [Doonan] said. “It’s better than a face-lift.”

THE SHOW IS ALSO ABOUT TWIRLING

The show is gay. Really, REALLY gay in that awkward, early teenage way and not in the crossdressing, drug stupored way. Bad clothes, choreographed dances in bedrooms, teasing at school ... AnA felt sucked back into school at the back of history class, leafing through People. Eric does not discuss how the comedy, based on Doonan's memoir, was developed largely without Doonan's imput; perhaps that is where the show fails. It lacks the trademark Doonan wit he deftly unveils in interviews and of course in his ANTM appearances (he called a girl a whore once!). A dissapointment sans discernable plot, "Beautiful People" can step aside for our new television favorite: Glee!