On several occasions I have featured The Nobody News and The Party’s Over, with stories and pictures of people you’d never want to meet. Kind of like Guest of a Guest or Hamptons Online only I was not serious. The people that those media (?) outlets feature on their party pages give new meaning to “the rags”. (I don’t care what their traffic is.) They actually legitimize the tabloids. I mean…seriously…reportage from a hagfest? Not only have we sunk to a new low on celebrity coverage, but now we have created an industry featuring people that you didn’t like in high school that are now all grown up and positioned as “notables”. It was around these reports that the word “brech” (Yiddish for vomit) became the “it” word for IMW. Boy, would I love to go back to the days of Hedda Hopper and Louella Parsons. When gossip was limited to those two reporters and everyone else’s information was taken with a grain of salt. Please…take me back to the days when the “Society Pages” were a few juicy paragraphs and photos of the “Real Elite” NOT the “Real Housewives of Suburbia”. The (ahem) current society pages feature shopkeepers of fabric stores and anorexic Barbie dolls. If you have ever read IMW, you’d know that I often say: “The end of the world is nigh”. By now, I am sure we can all agree, that the end of the stylish world in nigh. Herewith is my summer wrap up that proves my point.
Surely the Nobody News is nothing without a Kate Gosselin update. She was actually offered to do Playboy by Hugh Hefner. Now, tell me whatever you want. But he has lost it...integrity, that is...and she is still beyond annoying.
And here we bookend the brech fest with an update from this gross baboon, who was trash talking Kate. As I have said earlier...can we change the name of that TV show from "Jon and Kate Plus 8" to "EIGHT IS ENOUGH ALREADY!" And that title can easily apply to the upcoming reality show on the Octomom...la nut-bag extraordinaire.
Here are a few pix of people from the recent Ferrari Hamptons Rally. This is Farrah Field. Can we just say Far Afield?
From being dumped on Tyra's Americas Next Top Model to this hagfest? Oy vey, Nole.
Talk about opposites attract. Here we have Chef Robert Hesse and "fitnes guru" John Basedow. Now, far be it from me to be evil...but...yikes. A) The chef and the Ferrari...not a match...and the fitness guru...needs to eat something. This image says so much, yet so little.
Joy Marks is my new favorite "gal about town". She is swathed in gowns for every occasion, no matter what time of day. You have to love love love this level of self involvement. Fotz.
What is a Hamptons soiree (a.k.a. hagfest) without this quiniella in tow? Bravo, the Real Housewives of New York City for achieving this level of the Emperor's New Clothes.
It's nice to see Kathy Hilton (left) cracked off the obscurity ice, shown here with her Juvederm buddy, Cheeky Anderson.
The tagline says it all. The plus one of a plus one. Ouch!
See what I'm sayin'...with all due respect.
Yoo hoo...over here....such amateurs. Yikes.
