“I Mean…What?!?” – Abe Gurko

Not too long ago, I reported on the new fragrance, Lolavie by Jennifer Aniston, The Sweet Smell of Celebrity. Though she surely is not the first, and clearly not the last movie star to multi-task while branding, this disturbing trend has taken another bow with a celebrity men’s fragrance, called The Secret by Antonio Banderas. Gee, I thought The Secret was a spiritual quest for garnering wealth. Perhaps it still is…but in case…just for Antonio…as opposed to the betterment of mankind. Seems like the new scoop is, in order to be famous, you have to be brand-able. Well, I said… Read More »

You know you have hit the big top when a fragrance bears your name, or your pet’s name, or your favorite childhood memory’s name of some such nonsense. You all know my aversion to celebrity fashion designers. Now I am officially adding celebrity schtoonk-meisters to the list of things that make me say fotz or “ewww”. Let me start by mentioning my favorite exception to this parade, none other than Dame Elizabeth Taylor. When Elizabeth created White Diamonds, she was pretty much out of the movie business, still  gorgeous and well…friggen Liz Taylor. Don’t even try to put Sarah Jessica… Read More »

Hi kids…mark your calendars. This Saturday, March 27 is the Shop W Style event in the Meatpacking District. Over 40 locations in New York City’s fastest-growing shopping and dining destination are participating in this day-long event. We are celebrating W Magazine’s first-ever shopping issue on stands now. Come on down, grab a map of all the special events, discounts and activities, not to mention the cocktails and nibbly bits. Shop W Style is free and open to the public. So…get your stilettos on and march downtown. “It’s a wonderful day in the neighborhood.” E-me at info@abenyc.com if you would like… Read More »

After that final episode of Jersey Shore, watching Snooki dance alone on the boardwalk, having been rejected by that “white guy”, then snooking up to The Situation in the hot tub and totally losing all self-respect, who wouldn’t want to see the Snooks get her day in the sun with a man that is all about her? Well, I am happy to report that she has met a guy, no less a Guido, Emilio Antonio and that she is happy as a pig in shit…or something like that. “He is freaking banging. We’re the sexiest couple I have ever seen… Read More »

Not sure where you stand with the results of last night’s Golden Globes, but can we all agree that it is a sad state of affairs if The Hangover and Avatar are the best movies of the year. Best Cash Cows? For sure. But Best Movies? Really? I loved Avatar, was thoroughly entertained. Don’t get me wrong, it was a visual masterpiece. The script was a tad hokie. Was it as moving and gut/heart-wrenching as The Hurt Locker or Precious? I don’t think so. This year is surely an upset for Kathryn Bigelow, who totally deserves to win every award.… Read More »

Not too long ago I did a piece Fresh Cheeks on cheeks. No, not the cheeks on your butt, there’s always Levi Johnston’s spread in Playgirl for that. I’m much more obsessed with the ones on your face…especially after they have been enhanced. As Christmas is upon us, I wanted to see who’s been naughty or nice…well…who cares about that really, I wanted to see who’s been getting fresh cheeks.… Read More »

What is The I Mean…What?! Clinking Clanking Clattering Collection Of Collagenous Junk News, you ask? What else,  a recap of this week’s “not really” news as told through images. You can also call it, the Hodge Podge Lodge News and for the sake of levity and brevity, the “This Is News News?” So, without any further ado and no particular order of relevance or irrelevance:… Read More »

I simply must get political with you for one minute. Sure, Obama’s in (yay) and Republicans are dwindling like ad revenues from glossy magazines (boo), but something extremely odd happened yesterday in the state of New York and I am not sure what to do about this. For sure I need to share my histrionics. In a horrendous twist of fate, two Senate Democrats in New York state have crossed the aisle to become (shudder at the thought) REPUBLICANS! This is as bad, worse, than Darth Vader crossing over to the Dark Side. This is like the Evil Empire Strikes… Read More »

Anna Wintour must be exhausted and the party has not even started. All this negative publicity about tonight’s Costume Institute Gala is even tiring me out.  Publicity whore Michael Gross is the culprit here. His book is coming out about the Metropolitan Museum and he timed it’s release with the Gala. Naturally, any salacious tidbit of gossip is good for him. Frankly, I think Anna Wintour gets a bad rap. Yes, she might be a bit tight-assed, but she has done for fashion and New York City what few have. She created Lucky Bitches. These are the girls who work… Read More »

Poor, poor New York Post. They have actually stooped low enough to trash Brad and Angie, Hollywood’s golden couple. Today’s article by Danico Lo scolds The Branges for not stopping to talk to Ryan Seacrest or Tim Gunn. I mean…what?!? Honey, just cause YOU would stop and talk to anyone who will listen, does not mean that our coolest, smartest, hippest, most rooted in fabulous Hollywood couple should stop and talk blather with the likes of Tim Gunn, who looks like he drools while gushing or Ryan, who I think is great, but let’s face it, red carpet questions are… Read More »