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Black Eyed Peas at 1Oak and Weekly Round-Up

Sunday Amo and Apple from the Black Eyed Peas attended 1Oak. The night started slow. I was beginning to get worried about the Sunday party as the bouncers were always saying the party is the worst night of the week, but after last night it’s the beginning of the end of people talking like that. [...]

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Nightlife Crazies: Invitation Dissection

Oh, it’s “Fashion Week,” resulting in ridiculous promotional email invites permeating my Inbox. Let’s take a look at Exhibit A below and dissect, shall we? Alright Bloc Group: I know as promoters it’s your job to sink your teeth into concept of Fashion Week and its consequential promise of models and increased bottle sales like a [...]

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Dinner with Side of Karolina Kurkova

I go to West Village restaurant Bobo last night where I’m sitting next to my friend, both of us facing out. Our table-for-two is adjacent to a table-for-four occupied by two glam couples, and the girl seated in the direction facing me is oddly familiar. How I ended up at a hidden, pricey, townhouse restaurant [...]

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Guest Post: Screen Story 21: The Dangers of Modeling

Today, compliments of Kilroy, we have the script for a never to be shot public health message about the dangers of modeling. Uh, yes, it’s a spoof. In a mock public health documentary, high school students are warned about the dangers of modeling. The film’s message is that modeling is an addiction little different from [...]

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Mismatched in Manhattan

Today we address a reader question: Question: I had a question about something I observe every time I’m in NYC and wanted to hear your thoughts on it. For some inexplicable reason, I see a lot of mediocre looking men with absolutely stunning women in Manhattan. Of course, a few of them are escorts, but I’m [...]

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Make Me a Supermodel Transatlantic

This weekend my DVR went ka-crazy recoding thirty-five episode’s of Bravo’s Make Me a Supermodel. I figured since the season finale had been on Thursday, there’d been some sort of triple marathon (the one contestant who’d have been successful in the industry regardless [assuming she drops an additional 12 pounds], took the prize.) As I [...]

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Reality TV Can Have Rewarding Moments

I thought about being social last night, then I remembered a. America’s Next Top Model was onb. It was the Project Runway Season Finale andc. Venturing out into the real world would mean washing and blow drying my hair. So needless to say I stayed in with a bag of tortilla chips and Chipotle guacamole, provided for [...]

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It’s still me, Bartok!

So, after nearly 2 weeks of silence, I have finally gotten word from Miss Model Behavior!!! Since her departure, an unfamiliar silence with echoes of loneliness and an impending sense that I am destined to be an old cat lady, has descended over my life in the absence of our almost constant contact - as [...]

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Pink Scarves & TV Stars

I haven’t been to Pink in weeks. I was under the impression that I’d actually kicked my Thursday night addiction, yet somehow got dragged there (I blame the wine at dinner) for Wilhelmina’s Modeling Agency’s 40th Anniversary after party last night. The first thing I noticed as I approached the 27th street strip of debauchery [...]

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Sloppy with a capital ‘S’

My girl Bartok’s in town and after our group of friends consumed half a liter of sake and two bottles of champagne, our evening was off to a promising start. Around 2 A.M., after we all got bored of watching YouTube videos while inebriating ourselves, we decided it might be appropriate to detach our asses [...]

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