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Alison Edmond handled the styling duties, though according to fashion director Nina Garcia, Edmond didn’t have that much work to do: “[Jolie] is the utter professional,” Garcia told New York Mag. “[She's] opinionated, she knows what she likes and what she doesn’t like…Very simple and classic shapes.” Cut to some Salvatore Ferragamo pajamas, an Elie Saab dress, and a DKNY slip and we’ve got an editorial.

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These little cookies are so tasty, New York Magazine named them the best Madeleines of 2011. If you haven’t been to Fedora, check out the menu ASAP. Hungry yet?

According to a profile in New York Magazine, Kors met LaPere in 1990 when the latter joined the former’s company as an intern. They fell in love while in Paris over quesadillas and cranberry juice and now their fairytale romance– emphasis on the fairy — will get its happy ending.

However, don’t expect Kors to diva out on an opulent wedding:

“Lance and I are very excited to finally be able to have the opportunity to marry in our home state after many years together. We have no plans for a major party, but we will be getting married privately.”

I hope one of the challenges on Project Runway — that show’s still on, right? — this season will be creating Kors’ wedding gown, only for him to deride it as “something Vera Wang threw up in the 80s.” [WWD]

Check out page two for the perfect outfit to splurge on for a food frenzy weekend in Brooklyn.

Couple at coffee bar

Go to page two for our perfect Manhattan workday lunch outfit splurge.

Joan doesn’t believe in the JRE (“That is such nonsense.”), but she does believe in speaking her mind:

“No one says anything bad [about celebrities] — they’re not going to say, ‘Your ass is too big, and you shouldn’t be wearing that color, and you look like a fool.’ You can’t say that so what’s the point of doing the red carpet?”

Luckily we have her dishing out the sass on E!‘s Fashion Police weekly. And that sass comes from a loving place – where that place is I could not even begin to guess, but it’s full of love. As proof, Joan admits that she is worried about the direction certain starlets are taking in their wardrobe selection:

“…[T]hey’re all trying to copy Lady Gaga. You want to say to Katy Perry, ‘You’re beautiful! You’ve got the body, wear a pretty dress. You don’t have to strap electrical stuff on your dress.’”

If anyone should say something to Katy Perry, it’s Joan. I want her swooping down from the rafters, gathering that slutty pop tart in her talons, imprisoning her in Neiman Marcus and showing her what a lady looks like. For, despite her dirty mouth and caustic wit, Joan Rivers is a classy broad:

“I am very formal. I mean, I’ll sit down with finger bowls. I think you should sit down, and a meal should be an event — it should be pretty. Everything should be pretty. Life is very rough, and I think you should make everything around you as lovely as possible.”

This from the same woman who called Betty White a “schemey little bitch.”

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“It kind of hurt my feelings at first. Anytime someone talks about your figure constantly, you get nervous, you get really self-conscious. I was working my butt off on the show, and then all anyone was talking about was my body! It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth.”

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In a winded article for AOL’s Stylelist (the formerly glorious dotcom’s attempt at hard hitting fashion “coverage”) a fairly jaded New York writer Katie Hintz-Zambrano decides to jump on the Tavi-bashing bandwagon by complaining about the 13-year old’s access to fashion designers, front row seating and overall influence in the industry.

As a blogger who’s often been targeted by larger media publications for my own personal approach to blogging, I found the article to be a double-sided bitch slap. Not only does she put into question the girls age as a factor in her overall value to fashion publishing, but she also does the unthinkable by calling her style was “warrant [of] serious eye rolls”. Oh snap!!!

In the word’s of Style Rookie Tavi, “haters gonna hate” and this article is nothing more than a biased attack by someone who is obviously pissed that even with her years of journalism school student loans, stints at Nylon, and staff position at Styleist.com there is no way in hell she’d ever get front row at fashion week.

Katie realize that fashion is a fickle little beast that is addicted to flavors of the week. The current flavor are over the top style bloggers like Tavi, Bryan Boy and Sea of Shoes, individuals with small readerships (when compared to major publishers) that manage to get attention for looking odd (or fabulous in the case of SeaGirl) and stand out in the streams of black, gray, and weathered which is the traditional garb of old school media types; you know, those overweight, fumpa bellied folks who work at lacking publications like Paper Magazine and Village Voice who for years have taken over the front rows.

These style bloggers are the new celebrities and are cheaper for publicists to book, who often have to push out big dollars for press generating front rowers. Plus, they function much like celebrities in that they gain media attention when money bleeding publications like Vogue, Elle and Harper’s write about how pissed/happy they are at their front row seats.

You put Tavi in your front row not cause she offers a valuable opinion on fashion, you put her there cause that’s the best way to piss off traditional media, which will then write about the “audacity” of a designer to give them seats in second row. In the age of venting what’s on your chest, pissed off writers = more press for fashion brands.

Fashion brands aren’t doing this cause they think Tavi is going to influence buyers in anyway, they’re doing it to piss you off and get you talking, which, big surprise, has worked. Even Anne Slowey, Fashion News Director at Elle has had to weigh in on Tavi’s value when she told New York Magazine: “People in fashion are constantly looking for the next unique boundary-pushing extreme thing to get excited about, but, you know, it’s like outsider art. What am I getting out of a 13-year-old’s opinion about fashion? How does that help me distill the collections? What am I supposed to be buying? That’s what an editor’s job at a magazine is.”

Will this happen again next season, maybe; but with time bloggers like Tavi and the others will be faced with the reality of their own lack of influence. The fact that many don’t offer editorial vision and don’t have substantial readership coupled with the lowering gleam from their novelty, means you will eventually forget about these new players in the blogging world, being left with a new batch of “influencers” to cheer and jeer. Hell, it wasn’t too long ago when Paris Hilton was on the tip of everyone’s tongue, but now she’s been reduced to making commercials for India’s Lottery System. True story.

Basically, many of these bloggers are nothing more than D-List celebrities for fashion brands and publicists looking to understand the blogging world. Their staying power is questionable and most are one-man bands hoping to acquire an endorsement deal or writing gig before the spotlight shines elsewhere (which is exactly what last seasons flavor Susie Bubble did when she took a job with Dazed & Confused). So Katie, don’t freak your shit cause Tavi’s front row. You only sound like you’re quoting lines from Mean Girls. She’ll be there as long as we’re paying attention, so take some joy in knowing that for right now you’re still relevant.

And Tavi, keep up the good work. Coming from someone who knows the harshness of being in the public spotlight; realize that if they’re talking shit about you behind your back, you’re doing something right. At 13, you’ve managed to get the attention of the fashion press. Now you just need start smoking, boozing it up and making out with randoms at after-parties to cement your celebrity status. Cause honestly girl, media loves nothing more than a bright hopeful becoming a trainwreck and eventually making her way back. Case in point, Britney Spears, Drew Barrymore and Tara Reid. Just joking. Remain innocent, it’ll make you fade away a lot faster…

The Cut is bashing Men.Style.com’s fashion picks for fall. MEOW!!!

I love when one top blog, bashes another top blog, and Fashion Indie is no where in the mix. The Cut, don’t you realize that the folks at Men.Style.com think they are ahead of the trends/stylish. Don’t make fun of their anti-chaffing leather pants and Navaho Jackets. They’re just trying to be more like Fashion Indie…

This is my video presentation of what I believe a fight between the two “purveyors of goods no straight male might wear” would look like.

You look like you was preparing to give me oral, dawg.

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Whether you call them drop-crotch pants or harems and whether you love them or hate them, the saggy crotch is all the go for spring and well into next season. After reading an article by New York Magazine, one which basically called them horrifying  diapers, only to be worn by models, I found it necessary and proper to throw my two cents in on my current favorite trend. 

Now, I’m sure half of you already own a pair, but for those drop-crotch skeptics, i’m here to change your mind and help you with a bit of styling. I think the first step to tackle is the droopy crotch itself…no girl want’s to look like she’s packing a lil somethin’ somethin’. The easiest way to avoid this is to buy drop-crotch pants that are dressier and of higher quality. Wear a tighter fitting, more feminine top, tuck it in and throw a belt on. A dressier pant gives you an excuse to throw heels on (highly recommended) to really feminize the look. Boots work well with drop-crotch pants because they taper the pant, slimming and elongating the leg to really accentuate the pant structure. Flats and oxfords provide a very casual look, but are best left for the girls with hight on their side!

Overall, to wear drop-crotch pants well, you must exude confidence. Last week I wore a drop-crotch jumpsuit (a double whammy!) and strutted the streets like I owned them. Sure, there were a few sneers from some prissy prep tourists, but I love the look and I rocked it out. Don’t make excuses for your style.

Now that I’m done patting harem pants on the back (erm…crotch?), it’s time to share what you think! Love ‘em? Hate ‘em? How do you wear them? 

Photo: Maje Suede Harem Pants ($445) via Net-A-Porter

Here are the rest of the “Kate Moss, Raw” shots from New York magazine

She’s looking pretty un-shopped, which is an interesting choice. But I hate that short hair.

GALLERY: Kate Moss for NY Magazine.

Kate Moss does the cover of New York magazine‘s Spring Fashion Issue. Inside she talks extensively about her line for Topshop.

The name might not carry the classy, luxury car effect like Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week, but come February, Mattel, in partnership with CFDA will host a Barbie inspired Fashion Week. New York Magazine seems a bit apprehensive about a plastic doll being linked to the fashion industry, but I actually think think this could be a cool concept. Afterall, Barbie really is a symbol of all that is fashion and femininity in America. Fern Mallis, Fashion Week master of ceremonies, thinks Mattel Fashion Week will be a big hit: “For many young girls, [Barbie is] their first association with fashion and dressing up and changing clothes.” Let’s face it, all girls have played with a Barbie doll at some point, so why not rekindle the childhood fashion flame? 

Mattel also plans on throwing a “life-size” Barbie runway show featuring 50 looks from different designers. Quite a cool concept if you ask me! But I will agree with NY Mag in saying that Mattel’s plans to launch their “Plastic Smooth” makeup line is a bit overboard. Sorry, I don’t want to look like you can peel chunks of plastic off of my face! 

Thanks NY Mag! 

Thanks NY Mag!

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