That’s good to know. They might have lost their sense of security, but at least they didn’t lose their sense of irony.

The hackers slithered their way into the Gawker database, gaining access to information from millions of users from Gawker, Jezebel and Gizmodo, in addition to other Gawker properties.

Since Gawker is known for reporting on security breaches in other media companies, seems like the shoe’s on the other encryption-challenged foot.

LINK LOVE: Oh No They Didn’t!

Cachay, a Peruvian and U.S. citizen, started her fashion career as an intern for Marc Jacobs, according to DNAInfo. She was eventually discovered by Victoria’s Secret and designed swimwear for them until starting her own luxury swimwear company, SYLVA.

Beautiful and successful, she seems an unlikely match for 24-year-old Nicholas Brooks, whose main accomplishment appears to be graduating from his private school in the Bronx and producing an impressive gallery of intoxicated Facebook photos during a stint at the University of Colorado. Brooks is the son of the composer Joseph Brooks, who won an Oscar in 1977 for best song with “Light Up My Life” and also happened to have been arrested last year for sexually assaulting 11 starlets, casting couch-style.

Wednesday night, Cachay checked into room 19 at the Soho House with Brooks, and a source tells the New York Post that she proceeded to dump him. Cachay was found dead in the room’s bathtub Thursday morning, wearing only a sweater and panties. Cops say there was “no obvious trauma”.

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According to Gawker, Calvin Klein‘s alleged model boyfriend is an alleged ex porn star. Of course, “star” is pushing it, since Sean Cody and Next Door Male can barely be considered top notch productions. Not that I’m an expert or anything, though I have had a lot of free time on my hands lately.

Anygay,  Gawker originally dug up Gruber’s “modeling”  photos from Model Mayhem under the profile name, Nick London. Then the profile mysteriously disappeared.

However, the young stud’s less than stellar past later came in clear view. As did the Extreme Makeover: Homo Edition pulled off on his face.

Yikes! The teeth alone are enough to quell any emerging bone, if not make me contemplate a life of heterosexuality. Thank god, or Uncle Calvin, for cosmetic dentistry, Proactiv solution, a $200 haircut, and subtle rhinoplasty.

Meanwhile, the designer could have saved some cash and just found someone actually attractive. But then again, he’s an artist. There’s a certain pride in forming some underaged, slutty mound of clay into a gorgeous hunk of jailbait.

BP has the opportunity to plug the other big hole.

Did you ever have one of those days where nothing seems to make you go mmmm? Far be it from me not to have an opinion on just about everything in today’s headlines, mind you. The Gulf Oil Spill is finally capped. It seems like that saga has gone on longer that than the War in Iraq. Yes, the gusher is sealed, yet there seemed to be no real celebratory hooray from the media. It took second spot to that Wall Street non-starter reform package. Here I thought it was all about the fact that whole areas of land and wildlife were being destroyed, families forced to move away and start new lives, America’s greatest disaster on record. And the response was like…”Ho hum”. Are we that desensitized to great news as opposed to the titanic response to let’s say, Bristol Palin and Levi Johnston’s engagement? How about the 80th newly released audio tape from that crazy lunatic Mel Gibson, kvetching about how broke and horny he is? My suggestion to BP executives and Hilary Rosen, their public relations point person, to combat the unending bad publicity caused by the spill, would be to use the same plugging device on Mel Gibson and watch how quickly the tide will turn for a positive spin. Imagine, a picture of Mel Gibson with a big BP plug in his mouth on the cover of People, Us Weekly, Star, The Huffington Post, Perez Hilton, D-Listed, Gawker. But what do I know?

LINK LOVE:BP To Plug Mel Gibson Next

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According to Gawker, two Vermont teenagers might have hacked into PR company BPCM’s database, entering their names into Fashion Week invite lists. Becca Shumlin and Remy Renzullo allegedly hacked into the database, adding their names to some of the hardest shows to get into at Fashion Week, Alexander Wang and Preen, just to name a few. The hacking was discovered when the two requested invites to Alexandre Herchcovitch’s show and publicists discovered the unknown names on several lists.

And if the punishment for hacking wasn’t bad enough, Ms. Shumlin could potentially ruin her father’s career. Yes, Shumlin’s dad happens to be the Vermont State Senate president.

Mmm, I love the taste of controversy on a Wednesday afternoon.

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Nike’s new ad campaign for its Hyperdunk shoes features a series of pictures of basketball players getting dunked on in what’s considered the worst way possible: the dunker dangling off the rim, his balls dangling in the face of the man being dunk-ee. Gawker lays down the facts:

1. These ads do indeed depict what is widely considered to be the most humiliating possible thing that can happen to someone on a basketball court.

2. That humiliation arises from the balls-in-face aspect of the dunk, meaning it is fundamentally a homophobic sentiment. At least subconsciously.

3. Nike’s ad placement shows they’re appealing to a very specific basketball player/ fan demographic. It’s doubtful they’d use this same ad campaign for the general public, without some tweaks.

Do you indies agree? Is the ad world homophobic or is this just being taken overboard?

Gawker has reported that some sneaky someone went onto the Project Runway’s Wikipedia page and added results for the next four challenges, including who gets eliminated. Real of not, it’s pretty interesting. Take a look at the screenshot of the “Designer Elimination Chart. ”

Update: Most of the chart has been removed from the Wiki page, but Gawker still has the screenshot!

 Socialite Arden Wohl was already considerably odd. The New York based socialite is infamously tied with her public fondness for pot. She is recognizable by her signature hippie headbands. She never removes them! On Saturday, she confirmed her eccentric persona by writing “Ralphy Lip Shits”, at the Ralph Lauren’s Hampton store, with red lipstick. Wohl was consequently arrested, for graffiti and defacing property, in East Hampton N.Y. Wohl hates being categorized as a socialite, but her entitled actions would suggest otherwise. As if the hippie socialite’s antics were not enough, she felt the urge to steal little american flags, from the store. How patriotic! Wohl can now add petit larceny, to her wild child resume. 

The ghettoness is daunting. This pict is from Craigslist. It features a self described “Mr.Right” flashing what appears to be $240 bucks. This is the best way to look ghetto and have women (with the exception of strippers and hookers) ignore you.  The money shot is a tried and true ghetto thing to do, so if you’re attempting it, and you’re not trying to be ironic, realize that you suck and no one takes you seriously.

We pulled this image from Gawker which also features this loserific dudes voicemail, as he threatens to sue the online giant for making fun of him. Last time I check, Craigslist was public domain buddy. If you’re looking for privacy, you might want to hawk up a couple of bucks and get your sorry ass on Match.com, or PrisonMatch.com, which I’m assuming is the exact same thing except their are more people in jail on it who like soft Rican ass.

P.S. Thanks for making so many of us look bad with these photos. Mucho apreciado.

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