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]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick I hear you, sister. I am onside! There are some crazies up here of a similar ilk and they drive me crazy. "Pay attention to me!! I'm so pretty!! Aren't I hot???!! Pay attention to me!! Talk about me!! Please talk about me!!"

They're a disgrace to our gender. It's the Paris Hilton-ization of women in their 20s. Please, please, ladies -- get OVER yourselves.

Trixies Unite!

Trixie from Toronto

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Trixie from Toronto: But, really, doesn't she beg for it? And don't you think she secretly enjoyed that FINALLY someone was giving her real attention rather than snarking on her boobs? In the post about her boobs, when it was clear nobody gave a shit, she posted a comment asking "Okay Gawker readers, who's more annoying? Me or Julia Allison?" In other words, "Keep talking about me! I can't have you not talking about me!"

I'm sorry. I just no patience for women like her. She doesn't care if it's good attention or bad attention as long as it's attention. And she repeatedly tries to force comparisons between herself and JA in an attempt to be considered on her level. It's transparent. And don't get me started on her stunning PR skills.

"Hey Gawker, why not do a 50 most eligible Bachelorettes post and include me?"

Really? That's the extent of your PR skills? Here's something you may have hear before...You're Fired.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Tracy, Kelly, I should counsel you both to seek refuge in the sacred Bhagavad-Gita, particularly mantra 70 in chapter 2:

" A person who is not disturbed by the incessant flow of desires - that enter like rivers into the ocean, which is ever being filled but is always still - can alone achieve peace, and not the person who strives to satisfy such desires."

My dear girls, the Supreme Lord, who is the origin and annihilation of all things, sits at the heart of every person.

Set aside your attachment to this world, surrender your desires and incessant striving. Live only in the service of the Supreme Lord, who waits for you in your heart, and you will not die but to be again reborn. You shall certainly enter His Kingdom.

Hamud Ibn Hamud

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: "Gawker would be a better place if we all sent in our tit shots."

Oh, I'm way ahead of you, sugar. Ask the boys around here. I am, as the police say, "known to them".

And I'm not ashamed to say I think I got my star through the back door, an expression that shouldn't be too alien to you, if your Janka column was indeed an accurate reflection of your preferences.

Hez

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> We've got ourselves a catfight! Even I'm turned on!

Go Tracy!

Trixie from Toronto

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: Sweetheart, YOU destroy your own credibility just be being the passive aggressive, neener neener I have a star and you don't twat that you are. Don't try and spin this. You can't. You're dealing with people smarter and more successful than you.

You didn't get fired for blogging?
You didn't blame your lowly assistant for that?
You didn't write a crass "article" about wanting Paul Janka to lick your asshole?
You didn't get fired for that?

I could give a shit how low your rent is. Nor do I care that you have a washing machine in your apartment. That stuff means nothing.

All your doing is playing the defensive game and losing at it. If you truly were successful, you wouldn't feel a need to defend yourself to a total stranger. Your a publicist who doesn't have a clue what her own brand identity is because you've been trying to desperately brand yourself rather than your clients and your business. YOU are not your brand. When most people here Kelly Kreth they think one of two things:

"Who?"
Or..
"Oh, the girl who blogged an dgot fired for it and blamed her assistant. Nice." Noby equates "Kelly Kreth" with "publicist." And the more you yap here and take your shots at SK and JA, the more fodder you give to that very machine. You don't even have the smarts to post anonymously. You're DYING for people to know who you are. I on't care how many clients you claim to have. If they hire dyou, then that means they know less about publicity and brand awareness then you do, that's all. You're delusional if you think a major client wants their publicist, the person who speaks for their company, being also known as some chick who wants to have her ass licked by a sociopath or who got a boob job. You're focusing on the minor points of my comments, again, something else shitty publicists do, rather than answering any of the real allegations. You're evading more than you're confronting. I don't need a degree in PR do know what that means.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick:

The only issue I have is that pretty much everything you say about me is false. You have NO credibility. You claim I have a crappy apt. get most people would give their arms and legs for a 2BR, under 1500 in NYC with a washer dryer in the apt. on the UES. You claim NOBODY would hire a publicist who also wrote a sex column, yet, I have 6 clients and keep getting hired by more and more. If you want to say something that is truthful, fine, I won't dispute it, but lying and making up ridiculous things is a waste for everyone.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: She'll always be wet-the-floor girl to me.

TallulahSkankhead

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: Which is what people who know they're beat do. You and Mary should have lunch and try to out passive aggressive each other. It's be like the passive aggressive Olympics. You've made mention of your star at least 3 or 4 times. Is that supposed to, like, get under my skin? That you have a star and I don't? Oh noes! That must mean what I say doesn't matter! I'm not smart or credible enough to feel confident in myself. I need other people to validate me!

See ya later, up the butt girl!

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> writers. that is what I meant.

And, tracyflick, thank you for using real words and clear writing re: kelly kreth.

I am just sitting here tasting bile on account of her ramblings.

So so like JA. every time they tell us how happy and wonderful and successful they are, they sound as if they are pathetically trying to convince themselves.

glide_like_a_747

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick:

Losing your cool, eh?

I currently have 6 clients. They hired me and have had me on retainer for over 2 years--some 3. So, guess you are wrong about that one. How can you be so emphatic, what with your severe use of all caps, when you are wrong?

Anyway, this is getting boring. One doesn't get a star by leaving consistently boring comments so I'm out. I don't want that covetted Gawker star to get taken away.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @glide_like_a_747: Of course she did. Didn't you know? Girls who fuck girls are cool, man. I'm sure it wasn't a way to get JA to respond to her. Or to make herself more attractive to men. No. That would be desperate.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Is this what you do? You tell yourself that people look up on you and research you? Is that something you do to make yourself feel important because you're not? Are you one of those whiny chick bloggers who does the "WAHHHHHH! You people are stalking me!!" after the write a post detailing exactly where they will be and when? You post pictures of the apartment you live in here.

I will talk to you about branding because you suck at it. You're the up the butt girl. The girl who got fired for blogging. The girl who wants Paul Janka to lick her ass. Nobody...NOBODY..hires people like you. Your firings and bad judgments are documented. Anybody can slap up a bad looking website and claim they run a business. Kelly, your brand is one of a dirty girl who's desperate for attention, so much so that she begs men to lick her ass and who was fired for blogging. And blogging badly. That's your brand image. Nobody is hiring you.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Didn't Kelly Kreth write a column about writer she'd like to fuck and include JA on that list?

glide_like_a_747

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick:

SK: book deal, yes, I'd love it, but two kids, NEVER. I have never wanted a house or a car, anything surburban or God forbid, anything in TX!

My apt. is not crappy; I have a great NYC apt. and I love it. It is a 2BR for under $1500 in a nice area of the City. Gotta love that. I even have my own washing machine and dryer in my apt. I'm NEVER moving.

JA's column job is a dream job to me, however, being the Star's editor at large, not so much.

Much like JA, you go on and on about things you just have no clue about. Obviously there are MANY high-powered people who DO want a publicist like me. Many people want a person with a life outside what they do for work and are liberal and openminded enough to not care about my extracuricular activities, but the big picture is when people are plunking down cash to hire someone for publicity, all that matters utimately is that they get their money's worth. When is comes to what I do, I am one of, if not THE, best. I know this because I have been doing this for over 3 years now, on my own and have made consistent income that rivals JA's, have worked on very high profile projects and have client loyalty.

Don't talk to me about branding. I have carefully constructed my brand and just because you can't understand it or aren't liberal enough to realize a woman who wants to write about her life and/or sexuality can also be very good at her publicity job, it doesn't mean that it doesn't work the way I have purposely set it up. I disclose everything to my clients and only work with those people that share a mindset with me. I have been very fortunate to be able to work with smart, savvy and openminded clients.

I have no idea what you are talking about in your last paragraph. It is verging on incoherent.

Clearly you read my blog, have read up on me, etc. I am flattered by the fact that you have spent time finding out so much about me, my apt. etc. but frankly, it is a bit creepy. I suspect you are obsessed with me.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: Just sayin' you don't make sense.

TallulahSkankhead

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @The One: The people footing the bill are her phony friends and desperate men that fawn over her.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: And SK is married with a book deal and 2 kids while you struggle to keep a guy around and live in a fairly crappy apartment. She may be "ugly" but she has everything you want and you hate her for it. JA? Another girl who got the dream job that you so desperately crave, regardless of her lack of talent.

Why can't a publicist write a column about her chocolate starfish? I dunno, Kel. Maybe because that, for lack of a better word, taints her brand image.A good publicist would know that. A good publicist is good because she knows that she needs to sell the product and not herself. A cook? Well, that's not slutty so that's great. But who the hell would want to hire a slutty, desperate for attention publicist? I'm a real estate group and I need a publicist. Who am I going to hire? The slutty attention whore desperate to be 30 again or the woman who continues to make her clients message her message. Once again, you still don't get it. Samantha Jones was a slut. Plain and simple. Remember when she lost that job and was told she would have been hired if she hadn't nailed the hotel magnate's architect? See, there was a point there. And it wasn't that men suck and the double standard is unfair. It was that people (men and women) who so publicly air their sexual history then expect to still be respected for it are naive and foolish.

I'm well aware that people call you fat and unattractive online. People used to say the same thing about me. But I still never resorted to the "she's a pig" commentary even though I had the platform to do it. But that's how and why you justify your ugliness. Some people who get abused tend to abuse because that's the easy way to deal with their pain. Others, well, they don't do that. They don't play the victim card or passive aggressively trash people. You want to be a bitch? Be one. Own it. But don't insult people's intelligence with your backhanded comments and lame insults.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: How sad would it be if it turned out that her little sister, who is more successful at 17 than Mary has ever been, is the one footing the bill for her faux-SATC lifestyle?

The One

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick:

SK is ugly. Plain and simple. It is the job of the commenter to comment. Further, you don't need to remind me I "ain't all that in the looks department." If you read my comment to you closely, you'd see I already said that about myself. And again, you are wrong, you said I was the "once hot girl..." I was never hot. Younger? Yes. But hot, never.

You say a successful publicist wouldn't want to write a sex column. But I am a successful publicist and I had always wanted to write one, got the chance to and did. The two aren't and shouldn't be mutually exclusive. I hate when people try to put you in a box and keep you there. Why can't a professional woman have more than one line of work or interests? If I wanted to also become a cook, part-time would that be a problem too? I have set up my life and my business in such a way that I can be free to do other things I have always been interested in.

People online call me unttractive and fat all the time. I am thick skinned; I haven't gone apeshit yet over any comments. I feel like if I can give it, I should certainly be able to take joy in taking it.

You are jumping to conclusions that are completely out of left field and unwarranted. Silly! OF course I don't care if women are prettier than I am; most of my friends are and if we go by your assessment that I am average looking (what that matters, who knows) then 50% of all women I come across are prettier. What a full-time snit I'd be in if that is what I chose to focus on.

Now hows about you get back to work and pitch some stories to Denton. Why he'd let you write one when you can't even get a star is beyond me.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth:
And in typical ugly on the inside girl fashion, you take a pot shot at Klein's hair because..why again? Don't try to bamboozle people with your phony, passive aggressive "poor SK" bullshit. That's just way for you to call her ugly without actually having to call her ugly. And again i'll remind you...you ain't all that in the looks department. You're average. You are the once hot girl who lost it and will do anything to get that attention back, including offer up her ass for sociopaths to pound.

A successful publicist doesn't need, nor would she want, to write a sex advice column. So, for me, that's where your argument falls apart. You go for the low blows because that's all you can come up with because that's how someone could hurt you. You could care less if people thought you were a talentless hack. But fat? Or unattractive? or busted? You'd go apeshit. (Note: I am using those as examples and not calling Kelly any of those things.)

People who are truly happy with their lives don't have to tell people they are happy with their lives. Something else they don't do is submit lame, bogus stories to Gawker hoping to get their 15 minutes of fame. JA pilfered your ipod "column?" Um, so did my 16 year old niece. 5 years ago. People who truly have "mad talent and skills" don't have to tell anybody that. They demonstrate it through their work.

You make women look bad because you are an attention whore. An energy sucking attention whore. You're the woman who hates other women who are prettier than you and claims women who don't like you are just jealous. You're the woman who makes the same dumb choices again and again and tells herself that the problem is everybody else.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @crotchety:

I comment on lots of stories, not just JA, although admittedly she is my fave. As for her looks, the girl is very pretty. Her looks are the one thing she has. However, the verbal head-scratching I do on here is because she is RUINING the only thing she really has going for her--her looks--by getting filler in her face. In her brain, filler might be appropriate; in her face it is not.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: I'm loving all this tough love.

hamburgerhotdog

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: If you are as content as you would like to make it appear here, then you might want to think about what is missing in your life that makes JA such a target for you. To be sure, most of us can't resist commenting on a Julia post, but Julia posts are the only ones you comment on. (Excepting of course any time you can introduce the topic of your massive boobs) And your attacks on Julia always center on her appearance, which is kind of funny, because that is the ONE aspect of her that is unassailable.

crotchety

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @TallulahSkankhead:

I didn't realize because I was reclusive I shouldn't be sending boob shots to Gawker.

I hereby call all recluses to seize the opportunity, your boobs and a camera, snap and then click.

I think Gawker would be a way better and happier place if we all sent them our tit shots, no?

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: I can agree about your assessment of her, she seems the "Gimme type" that will bat her eyelids and skip away happily with whatever swag she's been given. At least it seems Julia will give a modicum of "thank you" attention after the gifts have been given.

Through it all, they will all flame out. It's inevitable because none of them will refuse to change. End of Story.

@Kelly Kreth: Kell, you and Tracy need to kiss and make up, you're both on the same side of the street regarding this topic. Please, kiss, make up, kiss again, make up again......

Oh, sorry, lost myself for a second. Two brainy intelligent women slinging out good writing is quite the chubby inducer. :)

the-cubicle-dweller

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: Most recluses don't send boob shots to Gawker, therefore the rest of your argument sort of falls apart. Far from going Exorcist, Tracyflick has been a constant voice of reason among the JA insanity threads.

TallulahSkankhead

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @crotchety:

I do not work in the same field as JA. She is editor at large at Star and a columnist. I am a publicist.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> See, I couldn't believe those paintings were of her; it was just too outlandish. That said, I own a portrait of Jakob Lodwick.

Nick Douglas

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick:

Me thinks you are just a tad TOO obsessed with this subject. Chill. Your head is figuritively turning completely around and careful you don't spew green goo on your keyboard. That shit is a mess to try to get out of the keyboard with a Q-tip, girl.

Now, the rebuttal: I would not kill to lead her substanceless life. For the first time in a long, long time I am really happy with the exact life I have. I have never, ever tried to use looks/sexuality to my benefit. I don't date men for their money or free dinners, etc. I am a recluse by choice. JA is a very pretty girl with a very nice body. She absolutely uses that to get ahead. Poor SK has the same trouble I have in that area.... I'm more about words on a screen than mini skirts and lip dubs. I am satisfied with my looks, but I know well enough they aren't up to par enough to ever use to get ahead. Thankfully I don't have frizzy bozzo hair like Klein though.

I have mad talents and skills. I run a very successful business, have gotten paid to write and design. I have 1000s of readers who have read me for over eight years and are still interested enough to keep clicking my very obscure diary address. . I have a great sense of humor and don't take myself too seriously. This is very, very different from the JA/SK's of the world.

How do I make "you" look bad? I would say bitter, snarky women that have nothing better do do but write longwinded comments here over and over again about bloggers/former sex-columnists make all women look just a bit more nutty.

As for my "friend" begging you to do a write-up about my blog firing years ago, I'm not sure who mean as I don't know who you are or what publication you write for. I pitched my story and got tons of press from major publications on my own--The Times, The Post, Crains, WSJ, Observer.... I didn't ask any friends to do pitching for me so whoever it was, did that on their own, and I apologize if they wasted your time.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: I couldn't believe it myself one day, when during an argument with a co-worker I found myself defending a political figure I have long loathed. I guess the uninformed, emotion-fueled argument I was up against made me defend someone I would ordinarily attack. You actually incite that same reaction for me when it comes to Julia Allison.

I realize that much of this obsession of yours is because you work in the same field and you think it's just competition. But you'll note that Julia is above taking your bait, at least on Gawker, and it reflects well on her.

crotchety

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick:

And I suspect that Mary doesn't have her parents paying her rent because Ms. Super-Famous-Bag-Lady shares a ONE BEDROOM with a roommate.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: I gues smy point, Kelly, is that you're no less of an attention whore than she is yet you seem to think you're somehow above her and more justified in ripping her apart. You're not. You'd kill to live her substance-less life. You don't get it. You're the saame as Klein and Allison. You're the girl who tried to use her looks and sexuality to get attention and fame without having a shred of actual talent or skill. I can remember having a friend of yours beg me to write an article about your unfortunate demise a few years ago. I took one look at your blog, spoke to a few of your friends from back them and got his story and decided pretty quickly that you got exactly what you and any other drama queens like you deserved. And yet, you persisted in trying to get public sympathy for your very, very poor judgment. You just don't get it. You? Make us look bad. You? Have not earned the right to bestow your criticism on JA because you are exactly like her and SK. Only less successful. You don't learn your lessons. You make the same dumb choices over and over again and you laugh it off and make some PR inspired quote and spin out of it. But what you don't do is say, "Hmmmmm..maybe the problem isn't them. Maybe it's me."

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick:

Again, apples and oranges. First, the picture of me in the office chair was 2004. I have not had any cosmetic surgery or line fillers/etc. done since that picture. I look different, sure, because I'm 4 years older. What does that have to do wtih JA turning into Michael Jackson before our eyes?

I said, "Be nice" when people criticized the breasts for being lopsided. It had only been a few days and I still had/have stitches in. Can't tell the result. I don't consider a breast reduction in the same category as a 27 year old getting face filler and Botox. My breasts actually caused me physical pain. As far as I know, JA's face only causes us pain.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @the-cubicle-dweller: Mary is the "Girl's Gtta Eat! Tee Hee!" Girl that is screwing it for the rest of us. She takes expensive gifts and meals from strangers and then totally blows them off citing a "lack of a connection." When the whole reaosn why she accepted the date in the first place is her "lack of a real job." She's a mega famous purse designer? But, then why does she teach spin classes on the side?????? She's nothing but a leech who begs the public for free clothes and restalyne shots because her parents probably only foot the bill for her apartment. These girls are having their pipe dreams funded by mommy and daddy. Take a close look aty the calendar ladies...30 is approaching. Living of the rents is acceptable in your 20's. Not so much in your 30's.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: The image of a Mary Rambin Douche Purse stuffed with Pigs in a Blanket made me snort coffee across my keyboard. Bravo!

the-cubicle-dweller

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> hamburgerhotdog: I find it insincere to slag someone in one venue then pursue their attention in another (he has said online, too, "Julia, you should come talk to me, forget about Denton" ... paraphrasing but I think he is just over-the-top mean and sketchy). But mostly I thought it was creepy.
allyzay: That was hilarious! : )


ThereMustBeAPony

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Word. Klein's goal was to find a rich husband. She found him. The end. And if you read between the lines of her blog, her marriage sucks and her husband resents her. Klein, like JA, liked to give this illusion that she was living the quintiscential lives of Holly GoLightly and Carrie Bradshaw. When in reality, they were both broke, sponging off of men and had no real friends to speak of. It's this whole illusion that I hate about these bloggers and "dating columnists." Oh I had dinner here and drinks there and we went to a party in Soho and aren't I chic! See them in real life and their the ones working the room too hard, dropping names and shoving cocktail weenies in their purses os they have a meal for the next day.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> The worst thing about JA is really that she is not who she says she is. Her life is a lie...

"best education money can buy". Really? She's a dipshit about every topic including the late night gossip mopping up she does on cable. She's too self absorbed to learn anything.

"just a dork..."? This is playing cute, folks. She wants us all to think she's a techy geek when she is just a hack with a Mac. She and Meghan Asha seem to think that advertising their geeky/dorkiness, even as contrived as it is, will make them seem sympathetic. These lovely ladies who live among the, erm, less attractive programmers, web entrepreneurs and, oh yes, millionaires who make up the tech world. These whores are trying to make a splash/bag a husband therein.

"what's done is done. And archived. And, indexed." She has said this same thing how many times over the past few months yet she continues to plaster her shit everywhere imaginable as if it will not have any ramifications. Posting video of one's own father saying she induces vomit or the runs? How is that helping her cause? She luuurves attention. Any attention. Even Loren's (1938Media) attention.

I am so happy that Stephanie Klein is gone. I look forward to the day JA will be as well.

glide_like_a_747

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @hamburgerhotdog: She doesn't just hurt her friends in her blog - she actively backstabs said friends by trying to send tips on them to the Baugher blog.

Hez

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ThereMustBeAPony: The other thing I find pretty indicative of her poor character is that she outright admits she knows her blogging and self promotion hurts her friends and her family yet she refuses to quit. She throws these actions out there and then refuses to deal with the repercussions and plays the victim card over and over again. She doesn't care who gets mowed down on her way to the top.

hamburgerhotdog

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> hi i found another article about julia allison for you guys to discuss:

[www.dailymail.co.uk]

allyzay

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: I'm gonna have to agree. She also made a point of advertising her whereabouts.

@ThereMustBeAPony: What's hypocritical? What claims did he make, other than her being an ugly person and a whore, both of which are more or less true.

hamburgerhotdog

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ThereMustBeAPony:

yes to all

also: now for something completely different: worthwhile places that would love some airtime

[kiva.org]
[actorsfund.org]
[www.animalhavenshelter.org]
[www.theclimateproject.org]




if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ThereMustBeAPony: I still disagreew with you that she was genuinely afraid when she encountered Loren. To me, the cadence of her voice was more like, "Oh, wait, camera, must act afraid." She's the girl who surveys the room upon entering, the one who's always looking around while she's talking to you to see if someone more important is near. She knows where everyone is at any given moment. She's the one who attends a party hoping her ex will be there and is always watching the door hoping he'll enter. Loren is hard to miss. She saw him. Christ, she could have heard his voice and been alerted to his presence. And she could have walked away at any time. Instead she stood right where she was, anticipating his approach. She wasn't afraid at all. She saw an opportunity to be caught on film.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> hamburgerhotdog, Yes, I found it creepy and stalker-y. She's out having fun for crissake, and yes, no doubt self-promoting in the process, but to be in a line-up with a bunch of other people and have a guy who has angrily ridiculed her online, come up and casually say, "Hi Julia, are you going to introduce me to your friends?" I thought it was hypocritical, creepy and sleezy, and the look of abject fear on her face just spooked me ... the vulnerability. Not because she'd stepped on one of her own land mines, but because a guy who has been trashing her out of one side of his mouth, is there being all fake himself and deliberately seeking her out.
Look, I'm not making apologies for grasping shallow pretty girls with inflated egos, they're ubiquitious, JA is one of them but she certainly didn't invent the genre.
tracyflick is right to bemoan the utter waste of "platform", for sure ... but who hired JA? And why? As for the "message" JA is sending out in her spheres of influence ... I just don't think her "admirers" are (1) all that legion or (2) all that impressionable ... and anyone who admires her I believe is already very much like her. And like her, they'll live and learn or they won't.



ThereMustBeAPony

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: Good point re: HBO trying to get the public excited for the SATC movie. "Look, here's a real-life Carrie! Our movie is relevant!"

CaptainFantastic

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> I had a date with someone as narcistic as her. Her apartment was filled with mirrors. She was self-absorbed and a total bore to be around. She was completely secure in her own self-superiority. She made me sick.

Toomanytomatoes

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: I figured such as there wasn't extensive low-grade digital photography to chronicle it.

Also, you're awesome and I wish you had gotten the Time Out New York column. You certainly deserve it.

hamburgerhotdog

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Hez: she didn't get in.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> isn't she at least going to put on a little makeup before she goes on her big date?

blogissuchanuglyword

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ThereMustBeAPony: You were disturbed by the 1938 posting? Oh lord, that was so amazing and revealing - as he approaches her, her attitude is so transparent: here is another guy trying to hit on me because I'm so hot and fabulous. And then it becomes obvious that not everyone is there simply to bask her in glory and hilarity ensues.

She deserves every single thing she gets. Soldiers who step on the landmines they planted have no right to bitch and moan when they're walking wounded. Five years from now she'll still be alone with a closet full of cheap shoes and an outside as ugly as her insides.

hamburgerhotdog

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @hamburgerhotdog: I remember that and I mentioned it in the other JA post from this weekend. She was poised to be the next Carrie Bradshaw, too. All these girls do this - write blogs and books and tumbl and facebook - in the hopes of finding a man. Then when they do, all that spirit and spunk and insight and introspection curiously disappears. I doubt it's a coincidence that since Klein got married her blog went very getting 100+ comments per post to about 40. Not that she ever had an edge. She was merely the girl who search Manhattan for love, maligning her ex husband along the way. Maybe he was the louse that she said he was. Or maybe he just found her too loathsome to stay married to. I'll guess it was a draw. Only a total doormat would marry that girl. My guess is Julia will head back to Chicago before 30. This town will mentally destroy her.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> I actually almost feel bad for Jakob Lodwick that he has to keep reliving this trainwreck of a relationship over and over again. Once that dead horse gets buried she runs back over with a shovel and a baseball bat. And will continue to do so until...when?

The three or four times they had sex could not have been worth that shit.

@tracyflick: Well done.

hamburgerhotdog

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> It's almost like no one remembers Stephanie Klein's nearly identical article from many years ago.

Hopefully Julia will go the same way she did: get the fuck out of NYC.

hamburgerhotdog

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> But why is she dressed as a schoolgirl robot?

mepo

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> I thought her "pink encased loaded weapon" was her mouth.

BalknChain

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: if you don't get a star, you should at least get a commie.

ms.creant

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Holy Fundament.

Just when you fear Gawker may be horking on its own hubris, along comes a comment thread like this. I'm asking you, seriously: where the fuck else can you get this stuff?

KarenUhOh

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> i think she actually says pink INCASE loaded weapon, referring to the pink acrylic casing on her macbook.

that being said, i doubt she actually paid for it, and they'll be sending her a truckload more for the namecheck. a different shade of pink for every day of the week, mayhaps?

astroturf

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ThereMustBeAPony: Anybody with a blog and a following has an affect. And plenty of people take her "dating columns" seriously. You don't call getting on the cover of TONY and an article in the NYT effective in creating an audience? She's the poster child for shallow, pretty girls everywhere and they will emulate her. As for Loren whatshisname, you're way over stating that situation. He didn't stalk her, and her "oh god" reaction was as phony and scripted as any cheesey exchange on an Academy Awards telecast. She knew who he was. She also saw that camera. And she played to it.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> We also wouldn't get prominent mentions in the Times if we were merely one of the crowd sniping at Lindsay Lohan.

Mike_Jahn

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Jenelle: They took $50 off my bill, moved me to a room with a view of Lake What-ever-it is (one of the big ones). Lake Michigan, right. And they gave me a voucher for a free breakfast at the lobby beanery. So I'm much better today. I still get a giggle out of the JA thing, though. It gives us something to do now that Britney is responding positively to whatever psychopharmacology she may be getting.

Mike_Jahn

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Don, have you ever considered a religious vocation?

The Little Brothers of the Oblates of the Sacred Disappointments host several "Come and See" weekends throughout the year.

Such a visit will cost you only your time.

And on such a small investment, you might gain eternal peace.

Such a deal!

Think about it.

Hamud Ibn Hamud

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> I really think I have found proof of my brain tumor. Because, I try and try to read about this Julia Allison, but I (no joke) can absorb no information. No matter what I do -- my brain simply turns off.

donmiguel

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Somewhat reluctant to become miscontrued as JA's "Chris Crocker", I do think however, that tracyflick may be overstating the case. Does JA actually have any real influence? on who? Massive self-promotion doesn't equate to actual trend-setting or buy-in. And the "cup runneth over" media clusterf**k has been generated not by her, but by ... well ... us. Sure, her "look at me, I'm so fun, I like pink", tech-geek cupie doll, hooker wardrobe, etc. etc. is nauseating. But her "platform" is insubstantial. Talking head for a gossip rag? Dating columnist? Who takes that crap seriously? And while she has clearly sold herself out to her own deplorable "branding" concept; I don't think anyone else is buying it (except maybe her friend MR).
I'd say leave her alone.
(I was truly disturbed when that guy from 1938 Media stalked her and taped it. When she looked at him and said "oh god" and the tape cut, it was effing chilling. The guy totally creeps me out, so much anger. Why?)
When she's trying too hard, ya, she looks fake and desperate; but there are moments in all of her various "productions" where she seems natural, very pretty indeed, and sweet and simple in a good way.
Girl-to-girl, I think she's doing herself a great disservice by "giving it up" on-line for all and sundry.
And I can't imagine why anyone wants fame; my life certainly couldn't bear the scrutiny and for sure, I'd crack under the pressure/criticism. And so, of course I don't have a FaceBook/Vimeo/Twittr/Tumblr, but JA sure does, true. Yet I don't see that her crap is all that different from the plethora of self-involved chronicles of "the life of me" that are out there.
She ain't no Carrie Bradshaw, you're right about that tracyflick, and Candace Bushnell was one of the worst hack writers of irrelevancy I've ever had the misfortune to read, but she sure did earn alotta dough and become famous. Yet, even if that's the role model and JA is the trickle-down effect, JA's just a little drip in a very big pond. That is, unless, we wanna make more out of it.
That NYT article probably wouldn't have happened without Denton, but Denton is going after page views, and we comply. Her TONY "Call Me" cover may also, however, have garnered the same puff piece aka ellagood's insights. It's not that big of deal and only ran locally.
Nobody "likes" a sychophant or a shameless self-promoter, and it appears that JA is both. Wanting "attention" and a glamourous life-style are not the same as wanting to be liked, but I get the impression that JA "wants/expects it all".
So? We don't like her. Fine. But she didn't ask for the GAWKER limelight; Nick handed it to her(and her cohorts) and we went on a feeding frenzy (myself included).
Any publicity is good publicity, right? So she proves the cliche. But I think that's about the extent of it. I hope she both enjoys and gets through this 15 minutes and becomes a better person for it. I wish her well.











ThereMustBeAPony

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> I was familiar with Julia when she was yet in her postulancy at the mother house of the Oblates of the Sacred Disappointments, an order under strict Papal Enclosure.

Julia had drawn close to desiring a vocation, she said, because she had been visited by Our Lady while sitting in that small, unpleasant park near 7th and 18th.

In this singular moment of incandescent rapture, Our Lady appeared to Julia in this way:

"She was like an enormous statue made of chocolate, but hollow inside. And this likeness split in half and I could its interiour was filled with clouds. From within these clouds issued a voice unlike any I'd ever heard. The voice said, 'To my right rests all that you will promise to do. To my left, all that you will leave undone.' And with that, she was silent. And it began to rain."

Why or how Julia abandoned her postulancy remains a rather freighted question at OSD. "God calls whom He wills," says the Mother Superiour. But few believe she's convinced even herself of that answer.

Hamud Ibn Hamud

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: Thank you for summarizing my exact thoughts about JA. Its like you read my mind.

Buzz Killington

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: Once again I am in complete agreement with you. She is a cautionary tale on so many levels. Selling out your friends is absolutely the stinkiest thing you can roll your karma in, and the stench - even from here on the West coast - is eye-watering. I predict a really fun backlash from Mary & Meghan - because this will get back to them - and with any luck, they'll turn on her and start tipping the Baugher blog - if they haven't already. (I'd love to know how many people are following site, wouldn't you?)

Hez

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Hez: Thank you for the backpattery.

But she will ignore my advice because she's determined to show everyone that they are wrong and she is right. I'd be curious to see the excerpts of her conversations that she leaves out where her family and friends read her the riot act for being so tragically self-involved.

The issue surrounding her sending tips in about Mary and Meghan both make me giggle and sadden me. Carrie never would have done that. At the heart of that show, the true story was about the friendship that these women shared. Julia wants one dimensional versions of these girls in her social circle. Just makes me sad to think and hear about women who befriend each other for the sole purpose of climbing over each other's carcasses in an attempt to be successful. Can't you just hear Meghan and Mary on their cell phones mocking Julia? I can. Loud and clear.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: I heard she arrived late at the Project Runway fashion show and pitched a fit until they opened the doors and let her in. Nice. And of course the Baugher blog has hinted she tried tip them some unflattering dish on her so-called best friends, Mary and Meghan, hoping to stay anonymous. I can't get over her trying to sell out the other two Musketeers to deflect criticism from her, an unbelievably clumsy move (and thus, typically JA) that has now backfired so majorly. And yet she thinks WE are mean? What a monstrous hypocrite.

Apropos of nothing, this link might be right up your alley, given that you're a publicist. [lostintheshowbiz.blogspot.com]

@tracyflick: Add mine to the backpattery you've received for the accuracy of your assessments. Nick Douglas might be trying to give her career advice, but she doesn't stand a chance of becoming anything more than a parody of herself if she ignores what you've said. My aunt is almost 60 and her obsession with dolls, doilies and the colour pink is one of the most pathetic things I've ever seen. When you are an adult female and your taste doesn't advance much past that of a 12-year-old, you're pretty much one pegacorn poster away from being a perpetual adolescent. And that isn't just a nightmare scenario for most of us grown-ups, it's a recipe for future of hatefucks if I ever heard one.

@Liberace: That was also pretty damn brilliant.

Hez

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood:

smart girl:

the kicker graf ///

Gore acknowledged that so far Clinton and Obama have devoted relatively little time to discussing their platforms on climate change. But, as he told CBS: "I'm not finished yet."

[www.guardian.co.uk]

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> i wish gore was right. but sadly, most americans still think alternative energy is hippie-speak.

it's sad that none of the presidential candidates are in the ads you mentioned above.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> ... i do some pro bono work myself to make up for the commercial stuff ...

according to jfk, Dante once said that the hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in a period of moral crisis maintain their neutrality"

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood:

rock on

The first television advertisements, which are to begin airing on broadcast networks as well as cable starting on Wednesday, will pair up the most unlikely partners in the movement to address global warming.

A clip aired on CBS showed the Reverend Al Sharpton sharing a sofa with the conservative preacher Pat Robertson. The two men acknowledge they agree on almost nothing - barring the need to deal with global warming.

Other spots will feature the Democratic Speaker of the House of Representatives, Nancy Pelosi, alongside New Gingrich, the conservative Republican who once held the same post.

The support from such conservative figures as Gingrich and Robertson marks a victory for Gore in his efforts to make global warming a cause for all Americans: evangelical Christians and fiscal conservatives as well as those on the left.

The recognition for his work in the Nobel prize and the Oscar had helped overcoe scepticism about whether climate change is man-made.

By this point, Gore argued, the doubters - which include the vice-president, Dick Cheney - had been isolated as a fringe group.

"I think that those people are in such a tiny, tiny minority now with their point of view," he told CBS. "They're almost like the ones who still believe that the moon landing was staged in a movie lot in Arizona and those who believe the earth is flat. That demeans them a little bit, but it's not that far off."

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @if_i_only_had_a_heart: don't even get me started on this. alternative energy should be a major factor in this campaign, but instead, we have three candidates vying to be class president.
enough with the mother fucking popularity contest.


ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: and that's what's so sad to me...that she is being heralded as this modern icon, this woman in such control, when the truth is that she seems terrified of real relationships and all the bullshit that comes with it.

honestly, the free sex and love that i let myself experience before was way easier than the reality that comes with the real, grownup relationship i am in now.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: And may I had: O hai.

Richard

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> more on gore's new ad campaign

"We all share the exact same interest in doing the right thing on this," he told CBS. "Are we destined to destroy this place that we call home, planet earth? I can't believe that that's our destiny. It is not our destiny. But we have to awaken to the moral duty that we have to do the right thing and get out of this silly political game-playing about it. This is about survival."

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> It's high compliment indeed to have one's real life considered as important or interesting as a fake person's fake life.

Richard

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood:

hear hear

in other news, al gore is unleashing a 300 million campaign for the climate change project ... now that's something worth publicizing

[www.guardian.co.uk]

Al Gore, elevated to almost prophetic status for his campaign against global warming, on Sunday night unveiled a new $300m advertising blitz intended to force a debate on climate change during the presidential elections.

The Nobel laureate, who appeared with his wife, Tipper, on the CBS programme 60 Minutes to roll out the effort, is to donate a share of his personal fortune to the campaign.

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @if_i_only_had_a_heart: i'm not really sad that i'm a publicist, just sad that my profession creates people like this.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Face like the Joker.

Job at Star magazine (think she'll make any TV appearances apologizing for their Brangelina blunder??) where her fashion "quotes" reside next to noted critic Goumba Johnny.

Sparsely attended B-day party sponsored by 18th rung Vodka. Captured on blogs everywhere for posterity.

Idiotic "best" friend whose anger issues reside just below her restaylyned surface.

Interviewing techniques stolen from any Chicago morning zoo crew circa 1986.

It's more fun to let her think that she's winning.

Liberace

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: The only saving grace to all of this, at least for me, is that her life and career will become predictable. We know what's she's in for. So do her "friends." But they won't tell her lest they lose their seat on the gravy train. If she's 27 and this is what she's made of her life...then what could she possibly achieve by 30? 40? She's made herself a pariah to men. Theonly gusy who will date her are the ones who want to fuck her, the ones who want fame or the ones who hate women so much that they seek out her special kind of vulnerability and completely crush her.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: don't be sad about being a publicist; if you are doing no harm to seals and puppies and kittens just cash the check and think about how to take care of yourself and those you love, and what you can do for the world once you've got the basics of food clothing and shelter covered

i say that having been a starving journalist who figured out late in the game that many of my colleagues were heavily supplemented

fortunately for me, then came the internet

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: sadly, i'm a publicist. this article had little to do with JA but rather everything to do with all the promotional bullshit about to come our way thanks to the SATC movie.
the (very influential) publicists at hbo and the studio (is it newline?) producing the movie have to get us all excited for carrie once again. and so, they have chosen julia (really, who else is there and who else is that desperate??) to be the real-life poster child.
the article has nothing to do with who she is, all the ridiculous bullshit she has subjected her ex and all of us to and, most importantly, to her talent as a writer.
carrie bradshaw (fictional or not) started conversations that hadn't been started before.
julia is merely trying to find a way to become a topic of one.





ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood:

that's sadder than if it was just a pink bow

there's a pair of twins in my daughter's class who act like that -- bright but incredibly selfish and mean -- but that's just kindergarten.

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: But what really flames my ass is how totally sympathetic the NYTimes was to her plight. Um, hello...where was the research? Did they interview Jakob Lodwik? Find the parody blog? Are we truly supposed to believe that that wasn't some fluff piece that she got because she knew someone at the times? Was this all done courtesy of Star's PR department in order to salvage what reputation she has so that people see her as a victim? Call me crazy, but isn't there supposed to be a modicum of intergrity over at the Times?

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @if_i_only_had_a_heart: there is a brain and that is what is sad. i actually "met" her this past fashion week and was truly astonished by how much of a bitch she was. i had always given her the benefit of the doubt, that being in this weird nyc spotlight would be a rough thing on anyone. but the truth of the matter was, she acted like an entitled, selfish little brat.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman:

not dave eggers, please, not dave eggers.

butterscotch stallion, heck, why not

it does make me want to shoot myself that i know these things

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @if_i_only_had_a_heart: Or at least the Butterscotch Stallion. Or Dave Eggers.

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Even when she's talking, it's as though her mouth won't budge from a particular shape... like she's... no, damn, lost it.

Hipp

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood:

which, all, sadly, is to her advantage this minute, cuz that seems to be a well received role by the people who hand out reality tv show and editor at large for gossip mag jobs

but surely not sustainable

my question: is there a brain in julia's head and she pretends there isn't, or is there just a pink bow?

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman:

true -- we could be writing about world peace, famine, etc

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: and, wow, are you me? i've said just about all you just did 200 times. i'd kill not for her body, but her audience and platform.
instead of using it to her advantage, she uses it as a scapegoat, and what is to blame for her lack of progress as a grownup woman.


ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: Be flattered!

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @karion: nope. completely dimensional. in fact, the perfect dimensions to put inside a birdcage or use to train a puppy upon.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick:

what u said.

brad and angie at least make a show of supporting something other than themselves

the southpark about britney being needed as a human sacrifice to bring in the corn harvest and miley cyrus being next actually makes me optimistic about the arc of the julia story; her wan little flame can't burn too much longer

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman: are you asking me? i believe the metro and city sections are different, and nothing in particular has every bothered me about either until today.

i tried to see juno but the theater was full...so mr. fellagood and i broke into fool's gold (probably the worst movie made over the last 5 years).

others have told me that i remind them of ellen page and i don't know if i like that comparison or not.

she's one of those chicks that doesn't really seem like she is acting as she comes across as a natural wise-ass and cynic. now, while i love those qualities in most human beings i meet, i find it hard to believe that she is acting.

however, hard candy was unfucking believable.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> The tension is: how to get the Gawker people to stop posting this stuff without getting executed?

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood:
Oh and see, here I thought it was fitting that the story, not unlike JA, didn't exist in three dimensional form.

karion

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: More, More! You have, I think, successfully managed to scribe what so many of us feel but have been unable to say. Seriously great stuff. I may even print them!!

Jenelle

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Mike_Jahn:

I meant to post earlier Mike but guess what... I woke up this morning, turned on my light and BANG! My light bulb blew up. No doubt the JA issue had a safe journey form your room in Chicago, across the Pacific Ocean to my humble abode!

Jenelle

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Something in particular bothers you in the metro section? Also -- did you see Juno? Did you hate it? I ask (in the best, not stalker-y sense) because you've got a bit of the Juno/Ellen Page thing about you. Thoughts?

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> I stopped buying the Times when they ran that front page schlock about returning Iraq vets becoming murderers at alarming rates. This BS about this attention-seeking dolt confirms I was right. Not only about the NYCrimes but the wonderfull Miss Allison as well.

HandsomeBwonderful

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: juxtaposed. fuck me with the typos tonight.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @karion: oh yes, in the city section. justaposed with stories of interesting, deserving new yorkers who aren't just going to "clip" their articles.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: but I saved....

sorry, it's late.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood:
It was actually in the print version? I guess not outside of NYC. It was referenced as a feature on nyt.com online, but that was it. Mercifully.

karion

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman: normally, no, i do not. but is saved the city section especially for that today.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman: Whoops! Meaning you read the NYT on the crapper? What else is there to do?

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman: sadly, we actually buy the Times.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman: (Can we assume you oppose the JA/Hills crap? 'Cause you are quite reasonable.)

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: You have a laptop in the bathroom? Cool.

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman: perhaps they can be summed up with one: i read this while taking a shit.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @ellagood: I want to hear all of your comments.

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> i have so many comments that i have no comment.

ellagood

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Mike_Jahn: But is this what we should be talking about? Aren't there other topics that would bring out the best of us? I think so.

Helman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Let me be clear about something. I loathe this girl not just because of what she represents but because she's in the unique position to have influence over people. That influence is devoid of accountability, self-awareness and honesty. In other words, she's encouraging more women to be also contribute nothing of substance to society and add on to the bogus idea that "pretty" equals "successful/smart/deep/better." I have no qualms admitting that I'd kill for her body. But her constant finger pointing and blaming and "what did I do?" bullshit simply perpetuates the shitty behavior that many, many women and men in this city have. Her apologies are fake and hollow. Everything is calculated and planned. She lacks any semblance of authenticity and accountability. Which would be fine if she were the annoying girl who lived across the hall from me. But she's not. She has a platform and she does does nothing with it but filter out her brand of phoniess and shallow thoughts. Her whole life is about what people think fo her. Her conversations that she posts transcripts of on her blog are always focused on HER. She twitters and tumbls and lip dubs and creates this idea that her life is fabulous and wonderful and everyone is just jealous of who she is an dhow she looks and refuses to acknowledge that maybe, just maybe, what we dislike is HER. And I don't need to have a Psych degree to know that she has a myriad of self-esteem issues, which she doesn't deal with and insists on inflicting on people through her blog, her behavior and her words. Deal with your shit and stop polluting. JA.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman: I'm fascinated with the make-your-own-star thing that she represents. I think she's exactly in the Warhol mode, but appropriate for this age. I don't see her coked out with that kinda Kate Moss vacant look tht most of the Warhol superstars had, but those days are largely over. Kate and Amy to the contrary. But I can see why someone who can't related to that era would hate the entire JA thing.

Mike_Jahn

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Helman: Even though the Gawker staff are the only ones who like her because they "created" her, they keep getting scooped by Page Six, the Baugher tumblr, and even Valleywag. Do they get the same tips and just refuse to post the info? By "creating" a character, they are basically just creating content for other blogs, then reposting that info for page hits and clever comments?

dotcomdotnet

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Perhaps the self-portraits counteract the grief she feels when someone tells her about the posts and comments made here? Carrie Bradshaw my ass, but she has a perfectly singular legion of anonymous player-haters out in the world (sorry, but that seems the best term). Must feel odd and sad for her in ways.

drugman

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: there's gonna be a new little person made of the extra trimmings

i have a theory that plastic procedues make u look worse in the long run, by stretching/pulling/stretching/pulling until ur chin is where ur nose should be ... and then gravity really takes over

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @Kelly Kreth: Right. Because you look just like that photo of yourself sitting in that office chair that you circulated back in 2001-2002 just after you got shit canned the first time. And wasn't it just you who said "Be Nice!" when people here decided to call you and your arm flab and fuller face out post boob reduction surgery? Girlfriend please. You're a couple Restalyne shots away from being JA.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> She is beginning to look like a young Joan Rivers. Why, oh, why would someone who claims they are only 27 do that to their face? She looks so overly Botoxed/Restylyned that she looks like a dummy. And don't even get me started on the caked on makeup.

Kelly Kreth

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> She has SO MANY fans. And a few critics, too, I guess.

famousauthor

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> I had a dream with her last night. Thanks. I think this is my acceptance of her in the world as I've grown to love that she's not every other undeserving prick/ess we all hate. And as long as your ex is more of a bastard than you are, you win don't you?

lesbiansayswhat

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> ....god, if i wasn't drunk by 8 pm i would think that julia alison is back. luckily, i'm convinced i just watchd a promo trailer for SitC on gawker.

mitchel_stevens

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> she looks tired and washed up. shame.

extraextra

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @reddy: collagen botox and restylne. just saying.

if_i_only_had_a_heart

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Seriousy, what the fuck has happened to her face? It is not moving properly anymore...

reddy

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @tracyflick: You are on fire - and on target - today!

The One

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> How about the what i'm sure was a totally spontaneous clip of her playing Guitar Hero with a bunch of tech geeks in a dingy apartment. Julia, dear, we all see through you. You remind me of a girl I knew in high school. She was beautiful, smart, charming. Could have had any guy in the world. Who'd she choose to marry? The pimply faced guy she used to work with at CVS. Why? Because she knew he'd be grateful every day that she bestowed upon him her golden vagina. And she was comforted in the fact that, unlike her straying father and every guy that tried to cop a feel in her friend's basements after school, he'd never, ever leave her and wanted her for more than just sex. You're the girl who dates the dork because you think that will ensure undying love and loyalty, regardless of how hard you jog on their face. Which is why you were so shell shocked when Jakob dumped your ass. You never saw it coming because you thought he was lucky to have you and he'd be so transfixed by your beauty that he'd be too insecure to let go of such a valuable piece of social proof. Looks like he wasn't as desperate as you hoped. God, that must have been crushing, huh?

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> She is wearing those boots with no socks? GROSS!

jennyalison

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> ummm... she's wearing that?

Sheila

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> @The One: But that's who's writing these types of columns these days, thanks to blogs. Now, every girl with a maxed credit card and desire to go to clubs and parties in Soho can write a dating column. The "dating columnists" today will never be the next Dan Savge or Amy Sohn. They have nothing to say.

tracyflick

]]> <![CDATA[Inside Julia Allison's Apartment]]> Wow, that apartment sure is the ""the size of [her] toenail." Mine must be half her toenail, then, I guess.

ZiggyStardust

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