Posts Tagged «Leigh Lezark»

Introducing the Gossip Girls.

Girl, this is no Gossip. On the contrary. This continues what I just was saying two minutes ago that television will never replace real fashion designers. What it will do, is confuse everyone to thinking that in order to be a Blair Waldorf or a Serena Van Der Woodson, all you need to do is buy off the rack. That’s like saying if you buy the best cookware from Le Creuset, that will make you a great cook. It does not work like that. Having style is something most folks will never really acquire. You can not buy it off… Read More »


We all know about the Emperor’s New Clothes. Those designers who are really not all that, rather, they are a bag of chips and get the ooohs and aaaah from the fashion press. You know who you are, and don’t need me to call you out. Hint: P. S. But we have hit a new level of Emperor’s New Clothes with simply a group of Emperors, namely Brad Goreski. He and Leigh Lezark are like the same person. Well, have you ever seen them together in the same room at the same time? Brad was a fun ditty on season… Read More »

Now I see why she never smiles.

Just when we thought it was safe to get out of the water, that the celebrity-turned-fashion-designer trend was coming to an end—hello Sarah Jessica Parker—comes news that fashionista-slash-DJ Leigh Lezark, part of the trinella of sourpusses, the Mishapes, is doing a mini-collection for H & M at Selfridges in London. So, what, now all you need to do to become a fashion designer is know how to borrow clothes? The requirements have gotten so much easier. Surely pretty, and clearly not stupid, Lezark has made a career out of not smiling while standing behind a turntable flanked by two grumpy… Read More »

And now, for your viewing pleasure, the 2nd edition of Last Five Minutes Of Fame ®, the new weekly installment of people that truly belong on this list. With a nod to Andy Warhol, being on “the list” puts members of this most exclusive club in the center of the media glare…kind of like a deer in the headlights just before…KABOOM. One can’t help feeling sorry for them since they mean so well, not as in well-meaning, rather, mean so well to be famous, not matter what, at any cost, uber alles. The great thing about the Last Five Minutes… Read More »