Happy Hooker

So, let me get this straight. Jason Wu, designer of the moment, yes the one that made Michelle Obama’s inaugural gown, which I thought made her look pregnant from both sides, actually had Ashley Dupre sit front row at his fashion show on Friday. I mean…whaaaaaaat?!? According to the NY Post, “While everyone was waiting with bated breath to see if First Lady Michelle Obama might show up at Jason Wu’s show, instead it was kicked off by lady of the evening Ashley Dupre.” To quote my friend Carrie Fisher here, “These are the options?” Are you trying to tell me that when Jason Wu’s PR hacks found out that Michelle was no way going to attend, that this was the next best option to get him some press? If they had NO celebrities in attendance, that would have been the smarter, cooler, more sophisticated thing to do. Whoever does Jason Wu’s publicity should be ashamed of selves. And since the buck stops with Jason…SHAME ON WU! As I mentioned earlier this week in my blog (scroll down bitch) I mention that NY is the Emperor’s-New-Clothes capitol of the world. And this Dupre maneuver proves my point. If this is considered a good press get, then  I have some sheer kelly green organza that you can have to make into a diaper for yourself.  

Oy...you tell me...

And on another note, I need to double back to the Michelle Obama white dress that Wu made. Everyone in this town knows that it made her look heavy. Heavier than she really is. I think Michelle is great. But since the fahionista society is so busy sashaying up Obama’s ass, that they can’t speak. And say how they really feel? Not doing it. God forbid they get black- listed from the next eight years of social climbing. That would be too much to bear for those people in the business that chose sucking up as their profession. OK, look here and tell me. Does this dress do her any favors? Michelle, you’re fierce. Please call me next time to stick in my two cents on what you should wear. (Let’s not forget the Election Night sunburst debacle.) I’d like to suggest the designers who dress Susan Sarandon, America Ferrara or Meryl Streep (sometimes)…women with solid bodies that make fierce red carpet appearances.

As far as I’m concerned, you should be saying Jason Who?

xoxo

ABE

This cute little Valentine’s Day card came to my inbox and I wanted to share it with you. Which one are you? Peggy the whore or Viola the sad hag who’s family member (probably) sent her the card.

I am neither, though I’d prefer to be Peggy quite honestly. Come on, she’s having all the fun. Alas, at my age that’s more than one can hope for. I mean…what?!?

Actually the two chicks that I can relate more to this Valentine’s Day are none other than…you got it…the VD girls themselves, Edina and Patsy.

Have a lovely VD just don’t get VD.

My Heros

I don’t mean to go on and on about Patsy and Edina but surely you have to agree that what the world needs now is a lot more of them than, let’s say, Michael Phelps or A-Rod. Would someone please tell me why I should call someone that spent his waking hours in the water (avoiding his overbearing mom, no doubt) or an uber-jock who shoots roids (shot, whatever) my hero? Why because sports is such a heroic fete? Captain Sully, absolutely gets my vote as hero extraordinaire along with the drew of Flight 1549. But those other two? Not doing it.

Give me these two broads any day of the week. They lived, they laughed, they knew a great batch of coke, they had it all. And they did it in style…well…with the intention of style. In this topsy-turvy world with the mighty dollar losing its charm and mightiness (I might add), give me two boozy broads who prefer an afternoon of shopping while drunk at Harvey Nicks. Rather than some guy that swims 4 million laps or a lug that runs around a grass diamond having just shtooped Madonna. I mean…what?!?

Girls…here’s to you…’cause you are my heroes. xoxo ABE

What would Edina and Patsy do?

So next up is NY Fashion Week. And an interesting one it will be. You have Marc Jacobs cutting his audience by two-thirds, Vera Wang not doing a show, Betsey Johnson fleeing the tents, independant designers bellying up. I mean…what?!?  Has the world come to a fierce end? With all the doom and gloom in the financial headlines, WWD is beginning to sound like Chicken Little. But, this is the New York Fashion Week, for Christ sakes. The smoke-and-mirrors, Emperor’s-new-clothes capital of the world. We can’t act like we’ve been licked by this stupid recession. We have to “act as if”. Isn’t that what we’ve all learned in AA?  (Or whatever 12-Step program you’ve undoubtedly gone through…at least once.) Yes, we can act like this is a blip on the screen, a run in the stocking, a lose thread in a Chanel jacket. It’s not the end of the world. It’s a new beginning. And we all get to be a touch more responsible and humble. But still fabulous.

What would Edina and Pasty do? I’ll tell you. “Let’s have another gin and tonic, Eddie” is what would happen. And I second that emotion.

Love ya, lunch.

xoxo

Join me for the Obama Pajama Party hosted by Carrie Fisher on January 18 in Washington DC. Grab your flannels, baby dolls, silk two-piece (think Hugh Hefner) and come to DC next weekend for a grand ol’ time toasting the end of the Grand Ol’ Party. The event benefits Pajama Program which supplies books and pajamas for children in need. Tickets are only $300.

“I completely relate to the importance of Pajama Program’s mission.  It’s a natural progression for me to host this event since I lie around in my pajamas writing books all day anyway,” says Carrie Fisher.

Plan on an evening of drinking, eating, dancing, milk and cookies.

Click here: http://www.pajamaprogram.org/dcball.html

XOXO
ABE

Watch Carrie Fisher as seen on Americablog

Check out the Sunday NY Times Style Section.

I joined Carrie Fisher for dinner while she was in NYC promoting her HIGH-larious book “Wishful Drinking”. She is the best. Also, she is hosting a fundraising ball in DC on January 18 called Obama Pajama Party. For info: http://www.pajamaprogram.org/dcball.html

Catch you when I can…..Happy Ho Ho Ho…

Today, I will finally know the way to San Jose. Yes, I am actually going to San Jose today…soon…like in fifteen minutes. But not to really learn the way to S.J., but to go see Carrie Fisher’s hilarious, one-woman show Wishful Drinking. Oh and also, launch the new Wishful Drinking T-shirt collection. Check this out! 

Wanna buy one? Let me know.

Peace and prosperity to all…

ABE

So, you went to Serron King’s homepage the other day. Great, huh? Please, go back there now and listen to her new song…fresh out of the recording studio in Bed-Sty…that we uploaded last night. As the song says: Keep Movin’ Forward. I hope you love it…let me know. www.myspace.com/sk

Peace…y’all.

xoxo

ABE

When to “Summer Scarf”
by Jenna Firshein

As a devoted follower of fashion, I try to make my own style mesh with the trends of now. However, the “Summer Scarf” trend, which fashionistas everywhere have taken up, is said to be “on trend”. This however is a fallacy, for we have blindly decided to ignore those in Europe who have been wearing scarves no matter what the weather years before this summer. I’ve been wearing scarves (summer or otherwise) everyday since 2002. When I studies abroad, I wore scarves everyday and once in England and bought a Keffiyeh, I was hooked and wore it during the rest of my “vacation” in Europe. So for me, the peak of my “summer scarf” wearing was in the summer of 2007, last year.

A breif history of the summer scarf: The Florentines (of Florence Italy), believe that an exposed neck can lead to a cold so they wear scarves and turtlenecks well into the summer months (Note: that while Italy does not get as hot as in here, they still wear their scarves in 80 ̊weather.) In England, scarves are a staple of a person’s wardrobe, whether they are Cambridge style, Keffiyeh (Arab scarves), or whatever.

So please, this season, when wearing your summer scarf, do it in moderation and not with every outfit.

Please help Urban Outfitters get rid of their summer scarves – it’s sad how may they have in stock.

Hi there, Today is a great day for ABE NYC, INC. I have signed a new artist named Serron King, a sensational new singer with great sense of style and needless to say, amazing beauty. www.myspace.com/sk Go there…and then go there again. Let me know what you think. Isn’t she gorgeous?

xoxo ABE

Little David is wearing Mish-Mish, my sister's kids clothing company

To all you bloggers and internet hags, I am officially starting my daily entries to this blog. I will comment on things in the news: political, gossip, and other such nonesense. Also, I will highlight groovy things to buy and to look into further. Granted, you might not give a shit what I think, but then again the feeling is mutual; I don’t give a shit about what you think that I think. So get ready for a fantastic summer with a lot of great ideas and dishy tidbits.

For my first entry: I think that Madonna is not fucking A-Rod. They should be allowed to be friends without everyone getting their knickers in a twist, especially since their knickers are not in a twist. No one loves gossip more than me, but speculation is so 5 years ago.

xoxo

Abe

Meet Woodstock. He’s a chocolate chihuahua and so friggen cute…no? If you have a dog, by all means email me a picture of yours and we can commiserate on who’s dog is cuter.