After a pro-longed procrastination I have decided to stop being lazy (let’s be honest, stop downloading an episode of The Sopranos a day) and start posting again, what with Fashion Week underway and everything. I am aware that I’ve already missed the opportunity to comment on Franken-Heidi’s new face and much of the Jersey Shore hysteria, but I am sure there is much more headline grabbing nonsense to come. In sad news, of course, Alexander McQueen committed suicide on the first day of Fashion Week- which was already on to a slightly dismal start thanks to the East Coast blizzard Wednesday. In all seriousness, this is really sad- especially in the sense that this is a person we (or many of us) view as having a very priviledged life in terms of achieving a great deal of success at a job they are passionate about and all the knick knacks that come with it (money, fame, etc.). So while reality TV stars like Whitney Port and Lauren Conrad are clamoring for fame in the fashion world, here is someone who worked hard for their success and had real talent. Did it solve all his personal problems? No. A glamorous lifestyle will not necessarily bring personal happiness (*coughHeidiMontagcough*), Anyway, I do not claim to be some sort of fashion-know-it-all (at all), but McQueen’s pieces were at once very unique and very “McQueen” in the sense that if you were to guess who had made the piece he would’ve been your first bet. I remember that crazy hat that Sarah Jessica Parker wore to one of the Sex and the City movie premieres, the grungy yellow and black dress Drew Barrymore was decked out in at the Toronto Film Festival and, of course, those crazy lobster claws that seemed to be tailor-made for his kind-of muse, Lady Gaga. RIP.

On a much more lighthearted note- I get to attend the Kardashian for Bebe show on Tuesday morning! This is exciting not in terms of any awesome aesthetic experience, but rather because I get to see a Kardashian in the flesh who has, since her boyfriend’s football team made it to the playoffs, has been everywhere. Why? Because her boyfriend’s (Reggie Bush) team (New Orleans Saints) were doing great- and now they’ve won the Super Bowl so her exposure has tripled. She stood in for Kathie Lee Gifford on the Today Show and walked the runway in that annual red heart fashion show, which, I think, only features celebrities in red dresses. Note that before this Kim Kardashian was first known as Paris Hilton’s friend with the big ass, then for her boring sex tape with Brandy’s brother, and then Ryan Seacrest thought that her family of K-named siblings would make a great reality show. Oh, and her deceased father (the original Kardashian) was on O.J. Simpson’s defense team. In fact, he was the guy pictured carrying Simpson’s garment bag- the one believed to contain his bloody clothes and/or murder weapon. Oh, those Kardashians….