Be the Last Intern: Magnus Berger and Tenzin Wild’s The Last Magazine needs design and production interns. You need experience and three to five days free to work. {Starworks}

Break It Down: Peter Brant spends $500,000 a month on his polo ponies. He doesn’t understand why his soon to be ex, Stephanie Seymour, spends $50,000 a month on clothes when she could just fly to Paris and take them from Alaia’s studio. And that’s just the tip of their divorce iceberg. {Jezebel}

Sex on Fire Sells: The Kings of Leon have partnered with Surface to Air to make clothes. The Tennessee kids whipped up some flannel, denim and a leather jacket of course that’ll only be available at Copenhagen’s Paris Texas. {Blackbook}

Birthdays & More: Gemma Ward shares her big day with Anna Wintour, though almost forty years later. She was out and about in New York looking almost unrecognizable. {BryanBoy}

“I know that when shopping for clothing, I’m just not happy unless the décor involves taxidermy chickens dressed in Edwardian formalwear. Maxfield is good enough to provide these…and two other elements that have come to symbolize the mark of true sophistication for me: sex toys and human remains.” —Cintra Wilson in her critical shopper piece for The Times on Maxfield. We too are unsure about whether the store is ‘avant-garde or sexually complicit, capitalist luxury kitsch,’ Cintra.

“[Cintra] Wilson told me she usually writes about ‘obscure stores that don’t exist outside of Manhattan,’ and she thinks of her audience as ‘1,300 women in Connecticut and urban gay guys in Manhattan.” She said it was ‘kind of provincial of me [Wilson]’ not to realize how big The Times was and how her audience would expand when she reviewed a store like Penney’s. She said she also thought she hit a raw nerve with people already disposed to think of The Times as disconnected and unsympathetic. ‘It was dumb on my part not to see this coming,’ she said.” —NY Times Public Editor Clark Hoyt in trying to lay to rest the great Cintra Wilson/JCPenney feud of ‘09.

This story on Allure’s blog, originally from The British Telegraph, particularly struck me just now in light of all of your comments on the Cintra Wilson quote, as well as just the heated tone of comments on the internet in general.

Here’s the deal: A woman’s Facebook friend posted an incredibly derogatory remark about the size of her nose on her wall. Said woman was apparently already self-conscious about it and this remark was the last straw in her decision to get plastic surgery. She now says she thinks this person did her a favor. Wow.

This makes me incredibly sad. But I feel there are probably so many stories like this happening every day, perhaps not the point of plastic surgery. The anonymity allowed on the internet (though obviously not the case in this particular story) leads people to say things they might not in person. Especially regarding a person’s appearance. This is perhaps even more likely at, say, a fashion or beauty site.

“J. C. Penney has always trafficked in knockoffs that aren’t quite up to Canal Street’s illegal standards. It was never “get the look for less” so much as “get something vaguely shaped like the designer thing you want, but cut much more conservatively, made in all-petroleum materials, and with a too-similar wannabe logo that announces your inferiority to evil classmates as surely as if you were cursed to be followed around by a tuba section.” —Cintra Wilson in The New York Times.

“She comes off as genuinely sweet, sunny and slightly dim, her punkette look the thinnest candy coating over an interior filled primarily with airy, whipped pink goo and nuvo-hippie, gestalt-y wow-ness.” —Cintra Wilson of the NY Times on Agyness Deyn. The writer goes on to debate whether said dimness is strategic or not.

That Girl: So Juliette Lewis might not be starring in that Erin Fetherston flick, but red-haired Columbia kid and musician Reni Lane is. {Nylon}

Chanel-o: Karen Elson’s already shot Chanel’s Cruise ads with Baptiste Giabiconi and Karl behind the camera. She’s got the wig, the high waisted not-pants and the jewels. We’re jealous. {Modelinia}

Goodie-Nude-Shoes: Around this time of year we consistently wish we could change the shade of half the shoes in our closet from black to nude. So for your shopping wish list, enjoy. {FabSugar}

“The job is, in many cases, the second one a girl has after working in a fast-food chain, and the wage scale reflects that short step up the career ladder. The frenetic pace of the drive-thru is still there, as are the constellations of acne breakouts (due, I guess, to a promiscuous level of cosmetic experimentation). The polyester smocks and Madonna headsets are there, but now they are a fashionable black; instead of cleaning fry vats, the girls are armed with tool belts and oil-dissolving cleansers.” - Cintra Wilson, on the in-house makeup artists at Sephora, in the New York Times.

“It is the haberdashery equivalent of a Maserati.” —Cintra Wilson in The New York Times on Oscar de La Renta.

“This coat is like youth and sex and butter all at the same time. You could sleep on the sidewalk and you would never feel a lack. You wouldn’t even need love.” - Cintra Wilson, on wearing a Rick Owens coat, in the New York Times.

“If Heather Locklear had a parasitic twin emerging from her sternum who happened to be a nun, this would be something they would agree they could wear to Starbucks.” - Cintra Wilson, who tried to go shopping at the new Oak.

“Love was winning. Dionysus and I were about to go four-wheeling with my credit card.” - Cintra Wilson, on shopping at Prada, in the New York Times.