Programming Note: For the next few weeks, I will be posting sporadically due to my work schedule. Thank you for your understanding. ► The court jester of celeb nepo brats, Jayden Smith (27) debuted his new fashion line for Christian Louboutain at Paris Fashion Week. Jayden was hired as the Men's Wear Creative Director for the fashion house. Despite having no formal training, no experience, zero qualifications and the fashion prowess of ranch dressing, he was given a free reign. So what did he come up with? Overpriced garbage for men with a fetish for faux fur.  The line includes faux fur boots, furry hats, furry vest...it's the wet dream of Gossamer, the red furry monster of Looney Tunes. Or Elmo. Or Bigfoot. Take your pick. BTW the faux fur boots cost $2,900; and the faux fur baseball cap $1,500. I can buy a bag of fake fur $15 and achieve better results. It doesn't take talent. As part of his attempt to create buzz and promote the line, Jayden painted himself red. He re...

In today's post, we take a gander at a couple of stills from Sydney Sweeney's new movie, " C hristy"  -  a riveting tale of fug, derp, and what happens when  a crispy wig and a box of Ogilvie Precisely Right join hands with a power blouse in kitschy matrimony. Spoiler alert: you get Fashion Bug John Oates! 

    Programming Note:  It's full speed ahead for my work project.  For the next few weeks I will be posting infrequently. Thank you for your understanding.   ► If you're over the age of 45, you may remember the TV commercials featuring Ed McMahon peddling Publisher's Clearing House and their famous "Prize Patrol" sweepstakes. Ed and his PCH crew would show up at your house and award huge money prizes to suckers that entered the sweepstakes. Typically, you had to buy a truckload of magazine subscriptions and mail-in the form to enter. That's how my parents did it, which explains when growing up our house had all kinds of magazines. Mom liked Good Housekeeping, McCalls, Reader's Digest, and Redbook. Dad was into Popular Mechanics, TV Guide, and Car & Driver. Don't ask me how I remembered all that. Our house resembled the waiting room of a doctor's office, circa 1983. There was never a shortage of bathroom reading material. Or magazines to use to ...