It's the trend that wasn't: certain ladies are part of the new power elite of women who pay for their own travel via private jets. According to Private Air Daily, "[Dating columnist] Julia Allison and fellow Internet glamour girls Mary Rambin and Meghan Asha, stars of Bravo's upcoming reality show It Girls, [rumored show -Ed], are emblematic of a growing feminization of the [private jet] flight ceiling." With the show and their startup Nonsociety in mind, it's time to step right up and dance like monkeys to perform the art of the shill:
"Allison and crew are the ultimate examples of a new form of digital elite: young women with the money and means to fly around the world on private jets to meet with multi-media executives, attend tech conferences and essentially broadcast their lives 24/7 to an ever-growing cadre of online fans."
Haha, no they're not, and they'll admit it. As JA herself says, "Great Moments in Journalism, Part 739. Wherein They Present Something Which Is Not Really The Case and We Go Along With It."
This, friends, is the high cost of fameballing. You, the Brand.
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Towering over his generals, someone of Lincoln's background would have a real hard time getting elected today. Rising from manual laborer (he was once a rail-splitter) to the highest office in the land, Lincoln had no formal education. As Paul Johnson suggests in his book Heroes (
The urge to draw, literally, a link between Abraham Lincoln and Barack Obama would have been irresistible to editorial cartoonists even if both men were not Illinois legislators, outspoken against a foreign military adventure and exploitive of their hardscrabble upbringings in the national hinterlands. Who better to juxtapose with the country's first black president than the commander-in-chief who emancipated American slaves (even if Obama's ancestors were not among them)?
Being a regular girl is work enough—God knows what being a Cosmogirl entails. A tolerance for fruitinis? The ability to exist on salad alone? The shamelessness required to "[come] to bed in a soaking wet white tee shirt"? We've been gleefully following Cosmopolitan blogger Leo (Smith '07)—her blog's narrative is "one socially awkward girl's attempts to transform into a sexy, social butterfly." At first, we pointed and laughed like bullies—but it was only because deep down, we all feel awkward. We teased her about her use of the word 
This here website (among many others) has been asking the same question for years. 
It took years and years and the attention of a new movie, but someone finally uncovered a smidge of plagiarism in the fired Vanity Fair Brit's How to Lose Friends and Alienate People. Daily Intel 
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Actresses always think they're so smart after they've read a book or two—usually on spirituality or something. We think the annoyingly sunny Jennifer Love Hewitt must be reading Nora Ephron right now, because she's (unconsciously?) passing off Ephron's wit and wisdom as her own. Check out their lookalike quotes: Hewitt 
With the possible exceptions of various sarcastic asides by John Dickerson and Jack Shafer, online journal of contrarianism Slate has run like one intentionally funny piece in its 100 year history—
The untimely death of Heath Ledger left a void in the acting community. In terms of his actual person, yes, but also in what he represented. A subdued, thoughtful actor who shied away from the press, who made a quiet regular guy life for himself when he wasn't emoting really well for lots and lots of money. So, for useless speculation's sake, who will fill that role now, where is our next, uh, sorta-dark knight? Ledger's Brokeback Mountain costar Jake Gyllenhaal is too splashy. Other broody types like Josh Hartnett haven't quite got that leading-man-with-gravitas movie star thing down. So we think it might be James Franco, who is, like Ledger before he died, just beginning the second act of his career. 
Franco is an Intellectual who doggedly studied at UCLA after he became a movie star and is attending an MFA writing program in New York this fall. Like Ledger, he got praise early in his career (winning a Golden Globe for doing his best James Dean) and then sorta fizzled. Ledger had movies like The Brothers Grimm and The Order, Franco was saddled with the a terrible triumvirate of shitty, embarrassing movies Annapolis, Fly Boys, and Tristan & Isolde. 
What put a new polish in Ledger's career was his "brave" (pah) decision to go gay in Brokeback, and oho, Franco is doing the same as Sean Penn's homosexual lover in this fall's Harvey Milk biopic. Franco is known to be intense and deeply focused, doing tons of research on his roles. Ledger had a very similar reputation, holing himself up in a hotel room for months to work on his Joker. Oh, and Franco's the druggie lead in Pineapple Express, just like Ledger was the druggie lead (around the same time as Brokeback) in the Australian dirge Candy. OK so Franco's character is a lighthearted stoner and Ledger's was a depressed and self-destructive heroin junkie, but still! 
In his personal life, Ledger made his quiet way in Brooklyn for a few years, settling down and mating with fellow actor Michelle Williams. Though I obsessively stroll the streets peering in windows, I still don't know where Franco will be living, but it seems likely that he won't be hitting the club scene too hard. Not on school nights, at least. 
Kinda spooky crane shots through futuristic windfarms are the new 
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How much of a silly old ass do you have to be to get me to side with the terrible, slithering Hilton Clan? About the size of John McCain, I'd wager. The war-loving Republican nominee's ad comparing Senator Barack Obama to Paris Hilton and Britney Spears (watch it 
Alan Ball's new HBO vampire series True Blood looks a bit campy in an annoying way (also, Anna Paquin?), and Jennifer's Body, a movie about a possessed killer teen, was written by irksome Juno wordsmith Diablo Cody, so I think it's funny that they've both bumbled and created exactly the same poster (seen above). My biggie b, tween twitterers. Honest to blog, it would be the mac in my cheese if you didn't mention it again! [via 
Oh hey, beloved humorist Joel Stein wrote a fantastic column for the Los Angeles Times newspaper called 
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When Caroline Tell, the Accessories Market Editor for Women's Wear Daily, was arranging an interview Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen to talk about their new jewelery line for their Elizabeth and James label, she was surprised to hear, from their publicist, that she was not to refer to the famous acting and entrepreneuring twins as, well, twins. Or even as sisters. 
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Things we'll never ever have to care about again, brought to our attention by Style.com's year in parties in review, include Arden Wohl and her headbands, whether the Mortimers or the Dexter-Jones/Ronson families were the "most ubiquitous clan of 2007," and whether the Olsens or the Millers (Savannah and Sienna) were the most ambitious sister act. Also, this might be as a good a time as any to give voice to my vitriolic hatred of Renee Zellweger, both her face and her craft. If she is beautiful in this world, this world is rotten. 
Kris Carr got a rare form of cancer at age 31, and she decided to share her wisdom for young people with old-people diagnoses in a book, and a 