Tinsley Mortimer is Rainbow Brite…
And so is Gina!
Maybe they can both save the universe from all-black runways by Pucci…
[JODI BENSON - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]
“Hi, this is Brother Lawrence, leave a message, thanks!”
“Lawrence, it’s The Imaginary Socialite.”
“We’re doing really splendid considering it’s our fourth vodka tonic.”
“And you’ll never guess what we’re wearing.”
Where were you Saturday?
The only excuse to blow rent money on clothes: Bluefly’s YSL clearance sale.
Also: tempting to think YSL is all indie-chic, with Jordan Silver and his gorgeous new gloves with the laquer YSL buttons at the fingers. But Jordan = minor style icon.
For the rest of you, let’s not forget – a girl on My Super Sweet Sixteen recently pegged it as her favorite designer.
Right after she kissed a collage of Lindsay Lohan.
So, you know…
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first heatherette gets the cunningham crush.
now mr. bronques is the object of this chick’s affection.
next: ellen tien falls for fight cats.
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Things we shouldn’t do on Halloween…
*Drink 5 glasses of vodka before midnight
*Let Bea drink 5 glasses of vodka before midnight
*Decide Hunter S. Thompson really is a good make-out option.
*Think your white kidskin go-go boots will survive.
*Realize a certain someone has actually been fake-nice to you this entire time.
*Come home and decide your entire closet must be reorganized – at 5 am.
Things we actually did on Halloween… see above…
[GRAHAM NORTON - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]
Ellen and Vice say, Happy Halloween!
Also, check out Ellen’s truly outrageous blog, The Social Cavity.
Now email her your Top Shop orders, and know she charges a 15% finder’s fee…
See you out tonight – Bea, Lara, and I are going as Studio 54 goddesses – can you guess which ones?
No, Amanda Lepore doesn’t count.
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Let’s take bets: how many kids will show up at MisShapes Halloween tonight dressed up… as the MisShapes?
ps – MotherFucker, cancelled tonight – why?
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Our money for the best makeup in town tonight goes to beauty editor Melissa Liebling-Goldberg and her haunted bar party in the east village. Among the RSVP’d:
Fiorella Valdesolo, Beauty/ Style director for Nylon
Eva Chen and Holly Siegel, Teen Vogue Beauty Queens
Lucky’s lipstick experts, Liz Flahive and Cristina Mueller
Sadly, the Alison Brod girls have a wedding and can’t make it, but it’s okay – we’ll wear blood red Vince Longo gloss in their honor.
[TORY KIRBY - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]
I’ve finally figured it out. Heatherette slipped Xanax in my Pop Burger milkshake on Monday night. Then they shoved me into Macky’s giant Balenciaga bag and smuggled me on the plane…
Aimee and Macky drove the getaway car… okay, really, they told Traver to change the radio station as they prowled for guacamole…
A dominatrix warden guarded my room outside…
until Richie hid me underneath their Spring ’06 collection!
That’s me stuffed behind those dresses
I had my estate send a trunk stuffed with ransom… but like some of our favorite celebutantes, a lot of it was plastic…
When Heatherette realized my trust fund was faux, they released me into the care of a sweet Mexican model…
And made me a totally gorgeous pair of shoes to apologize for tying me up in Amanda Lepore’s garter belts…
Everybody cheered when they found out I was free.
Also because, unlike Heatherette’s fab four, they never figured out I was imaginary.
Don’t you feel so in the know?
back with real stuff over the weekend… hope you enjoyed the detour as much as I enjoyed the raw tuna tacos, jacuzzi bathtubs, and abundance of beautiful guys named Antonio… sigh.
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Do you know how hard it is to type while bound and gagged in Heatherette couture?
And yet, I couldnÃ‚Â´t resist a little hello note.
IÃ‚Â´ve learned Mexico absolutely adores The Scissor Sisters, Paris Hilton has a giant billboard on the side of the road with nothing except a huge photo of her, and Converse are the footwear of choice among the young and the fabulous – they’re even trumping Manolos. Also, ginger bloody marys are mandatory breakfast. So fun.
If only I weren’t wrapped and tied in a puffy pink-hearted jacket and stuffed in Aimee PhillipsÃ‚Â´ Louis Vuitton trunk, IÃ‚Â´d see even more.
Oh well, IÃ‚Â´m bound to break out of here somehow.
In the meantime, can you guess which diva, with her own fragrance – among other things – just might need new help?
I know a celebrity who is looking for an executive assistant. The ideal candidate should have 2-4yrs experience as an executive assistant with a high-profile boss (ie celebrity or executive) and/or 2-4 years as a personal assistant to a celebrity. They should be professional, ORGANIZED, honest, reliable, responsible, conscientious, hard working, and able to multi-task with a college degree. The position is available immediately!
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One for the road:
Let’s play one of my favorite champagne games, Would You Rather…
Would You Rather: replicate this gorgeous eye makeup, in detail, for your next date, or…
apply for the (rumored) open assistant position at Vogue?
A win-win situation, it seems.
Okay, back to my Heatherette “captivity”…
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Bound in pink glitter bric-a-brac, captive in this cab to JFK.
(That’s Aimee and Macky, dictating my “ransom” note into their sidekick).
Being returned on early Friday morning, after a little Fiesta, which they say “will be good for you, honey!”
Resistence is futile. Instead, I’m having a margarita and wearing too much lipgloss.
Try hard to hold out until Friday, okay?
[GILLIAN MINITER - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]
Um excuse me, was that you cuddling with the British bloke on the LES this Saturday? You minx, When do we get a post about that?!
Oooh, you guys are getting good. Next time, we’ll have to have hot chocolate in my bedroom so nobody sees us…
You look really bad in those MisShapes Last Nights Party photos. And I bet Madonna didn’t even talk to you.
Aw, I like those photos. They’re cute! And she totally talked to me, it was just telepathically. She said, “that Dolce dress looks perfect on you.” I swear, I heard it.
By the way, is it just me, or is your mail getting way more personal?