Now Which Staffer Will Take Care of Her Hair?
Kim France shouldn’t have titled February’s missive “Shoot Me Now.” If she’s anything like her editor’s letters indicate, a member of her staff may well take her up on the offer.
Not that we condone violence. We just don’t believe in tempting fate.
As usual, the page’s content was grating. Writing that she engaged in a “whisperfight”—yes, as one word—with Andrea Linett worked our nerves, but it was the first vignette she related that really sent us over the edge. Here’s how it played out, accompanied by a headless snapshot (tempting fate again!) of Kim:
Recently, our fashion director Hope Greenberg came over to my house, dumped all the contents of my closet onto my bed...
…where she already keeps several outfits, as we learned a few months back. Wonder if Hope had to dig through the sheets for the rest of Kim’s clothes?
I would have happily paid Hope for her efforts...
...but her duties at Lucky include providing personal services for the editor-in-chief. Just ask Jean Godfrey-June.
I should add, however, that her goal was not entirely altruistic: She and the rest of the fashion crew are simply dog-tired of hearing me whine and drone about how I can’t get dressed for anything: not work, not parties, not to walk the poor dog.
In short, she did it to shut me up.
And we certainly can’t begrudge Hope Greenberg for wanting that. We’re just going to consider ourselves lucky (pun intended) that we’ll never be conscripted into Kim France’s service in order to keep her quiet—we can just turn the page.