Missed this earlier: the Observer [over]analyzes Kirstie, one of the participants in Metro TV's reality show, "To Live and Date in New York": "Twenty-two years old, and her limpid brown eyes are already full of marbled wisdom. The girl has seen things. You get the sense that if she and freelancer Laurie ever found themselves comparing notes, Kirstie would stare down at poor tremulous Laurie and tell her how it is, then maybe slap her hard and instruct her to go out and get very, very drunk and whore herself to the first halfway-rich-looking guy in the bar... 'Whatever you do, darling,' you can imagine Kirstie instructing Laurie, 'Do not uh date any more men you meet on the uh Inter-fucking-net.'"
Party girl philosopher [Observer]