You remember Jennifer Nicholson from last year’s Hell-Ay Fashion Week, right? She was seen by several peeps playing the entitled-famous-person’s-daughter role, snapping at the myriad worker bees (doing styling, catering, etc.), all said to be paid for by Daddy.
Well, karma’s a bitch, I know. ‘Cause sales ain't exactly been gangbusters for Ms. En’s not terribly commercial designs (think Laura Ashley meets Trashy Lingerie) and—inside threaded word has it—Papa En is shying away from supporting any more of Jenny’s duds, as Jack said, “No more money for clothes that do not sell.” At least, that’s what I’m told by those who aided Jen in the past.
Oh, how very sensible and non-Hollywood of the award-winning Nicholson, n’ est-ce pas?
Time to break out your overpriced, tattooed sweatpants and hoodies! Yes, dolls, as I hinted above, it’s frolickin’ Fashion Week here in Hell-Ay.
2BFree had its show at Boulevard3, and a slew of semihot celebs came to watch. Some stars even walked, like Paris Hilton, but more on that mess later.
On the carpet, I chatted up Elisha Cuthbert, who was sporting a totally cute new cropped 'do, about the banned billboards for her upcoming movie Captivity.
In case you haven’t seen or heard, the graphic ads depicting Elisha in various stages of “abduction, confinement, torture and termination” are causing quite the stir here in Hollywood. In fact, After Dark Films agreed to take them all down by 2 peeyem on Tuesday, saying they were printed accidentally (uh, hasn't exactly happened).
“There was an original poster that was made up for some overseas countries,” Elisha explained. “But the posters here in L.A. and New York are the domestic ones. I think they show what the movie’s going to be about, which is various stages of captivity. We definitely raised the bar as far as the gore goes.”
Ew. Sounds like a great romantic date movie—not. I asked E.C. if she thought peeps might be turned off by the gruesome ads.
“No, I think if you love horror, that’s exactly what you’re looking for,” she said. “And you know what? The posters are nothing compared to the stuff that happens in the movie.”
I think I’ll pass, thanks.
Secondly, the gangly gal is not the most graceful. She sort of galloped down the runway and tried to do a sex-ay spin, mid-catwalk, making her sunglasses fall down her face. Oops.
Not only did P. open the show, she closed it as well. For her grand fumble, Paris exited onto the wrong wing and then crossed back across the runway to get on the correct side before the models’ curtain call.