1. I love how Olivia Palermo is so completely repulsed by Trash and Vaudeville that she looks like she might vom the entire time she’s in the store. Olivia, why won’t you let manager/buyer Jimmy help you try on shoes? He just wants to be the Prince Charming to your sulky snobby Cinderella, ok? Don’t deprive an aging ex-hair-band-er in a sleeveless studded leather vest of his simple pleasures (and possible foot fetish). That’s just bad karma.
2. Is Olivia part magpie? Is that why she desperately clutches that silver sequined platform stiletto in Trash and Vaudeville?
3. Olivia, pulling shoes for a shoot that have already been shot before? Tssk tssk. Shouldn’t you know your own magazine if you “work” there?
4. How many times is Nicholas Kirkwood mentioned in this episode? We’re too lazy to count, but it is a lot. We get it. Nicholas Kirkwood makes awesome shoes.
5. “I would be a [size] two I guess–I mean my boobs are kind of big.” Sigh. It must be really rough to be Whitney Port. This is not a question.
6. Forgotten why you love Kelly Cutrone? Here’s why: When Whitney and Roxy start to sound like Teletubbies after making a sale (that will later go bust), Kelly shuts them down instantly, telling them “So sorry to bother you girls, I actually came here to do business, not be entertained.” Zing!
7. If Kelly Cutrone ever leaves fashion could she become my therapist? Her advice to Roxy about what’s going on in Whitney’s head after she loses a big sale–”I’m scared, I’m without my family, I might lose everything that I have and I’m not sure about what I’m doing”–is so spot on.
8. Ke$ha: “I love garbage bags.” Why are we not surprised?
9. Is Seth, Robbie’s assistant, angling for a bigger role? He’s really amped up his bitchy in this episode. Well played, sir.
10. Where was Erin this episode? If she hadn’t unleashed her quick-tongued venom with such gusto at the end of the show–first accusing Olivia of stealing Louise Roe’s contact to pull the Nicholas Kirkwood trashbag shoes for the Ke$ha shoot, and then correcting Olivia that people are “pitted” and not “pinned” against each other–I would have been seriously disappointed. Way to pull through in the clutch, Erin.