An open letter to the assholes on the elevator this morningI watched you revel in the Schadenfreude of Kate Moss’s cancelled contracts with H&M and others in the wake of her being caught on camera snorting coke at a party. “There was no way anyone could have known she was on cocaine,” you snarked. “Obviously it was all diet and exercise.”
Seriously, though? I could tell from just looking at you and your pals that you had all spent many a night blowing rails off of a brushed metal bar and - just between the two of us - you could really stand to lose a few pounds.
