a light dusting with a dash of publicity

Due to my past entry on PETA and food fights on fur-clad celebrities, I feel obliged to comment about the most recent incident on Paris “won’t take my clothes off for Playboy but I’ll answer my cell phone while doing it doggy-style” Hilton and designer Julien MacDonald.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, PETA. I gave you a brava on Wintour because of the humiliation factor. The torture of being pummeled by a pie in front of her peers was spectacular, especially when she has only eaten souls for the last twenty years. However, your incident in England is unacceptable.

Entirely edited and designed by Tr3nt via source.

According to PETA, the reason for the WMD, or War on Manic Debutantes, is that they “may have been able to ignore images of bloody skinned animals gasping for breath in the past, but hopefully a dash of flour will help [them] rise to the occasion and forsake fur once and for all.” [Source]

Well done, PETA. Well done. I’m sure MacDonald and Hilton are back at their estates contemplating the errors of their fashionable flubbers. Especially after all of the wonderful publicity you have afforded them. Honestly, MacDonald looks as if he received an invitation to the grandest ball in France circa 1796, complete with powdered wigs and panniers. And don’t confuse Paris, she may think she is in the grandest coke party in L.A.

After all, the only fashion crime she has committed is this: