• Now that you've seen cover boy Kevin Rose, check out the whole gallery of sexy young startuppers, including Yelp.com founders Russell and Jeremy, seen here about to sic their dog on some college co-eds. [BusinessWeek]

Last night, on a very special episode of Project Runway: bad boy contestant Keith Micheal sparked the baritone ire of fashion-coach Tim Gunn when his fey roommates discovered Keith had fashion pattern books in his room. To make matters worse, Keith also left the production unsupervised and checked the internet. Bringing any sort of how-to books and surfing for internet porn are, as Gunn says, "big no-nos." And so the scolded child must pack his bags and go, resigned to a cruel fate of designing Old Navy performance fleece.

While Sun Microsystems CEO Jonathan Schwartz may be a fashion poser, a more cocky Valley exec had the balls to really dress down for a recent roundtable with Tony Blair.

Earlier today, we wrote of former Observer scribe-cum-"it" girl Jessica Joffe's magnificent dominance over the September issue of Glamour, having penned the cover interview and her advertisement for Banana Republic gracing the mag's back cover. With some help from the little sleuths over at Jossip, we're now able to reveal Joffe's much-anticipated modeling debut:

The CEO of Sun Microsystems found a new friend! Jonathan "it's hip to be a square" Schwartz gleefully blogged Sunday:

This Thursgay, after you're done reading about parents who pimp out their kids (Stephanie Rosenbloom, who did you piss off to keep getting these embarrassing assignments?) and the incredibly Timesean warning about contracting fungus from yoga mats (why wasn't this story written by Stephanie Rosenbloom?), take a look at this David Colman piece on the eclipse of the skull as a fashion motif. As it turns out, overuse of the icon has resulted in a diminution of its appeal, and that, "because such symbols are associated with youth culture, they are often viewed as superficial and treated cynically by companies that market to young people."

While gossip novels may not be moving many units, the folks at Simon Spotlight Entertainment still have faith in blog-inspired books. Publisher's Marketplace reports the sale of "Heather Cocks and Jessica Morgan's THE FUG AWARDS, fashion critiques of celebrity outfits from the authors of a popular website, to Jeremie Ruby-Strauss at Simon Spotlight Entertainment, in a good deal, by Scott Hoffman at Folio Literary Management (NA)."

Here's one to keep the fashionistas from their meager morning meals: the Wall Street Journal is gearing up to start an official fashion and design bureau, to be fearlessly led by current deputy bureau chief Lisa Bannon. Alas, we'll be spared an entire Journal "Styles" section, but the paper does intend to run daily features from the desk — we can thus assume yesterday's piece on Sun Valley mogul fashion (or lack thereof) was a preview of what's to come. A sneak peak of their Fall Fashion Week coverage:

No apocalyptic heat wave can keep the children from dancing, and so we celebrate them with Blue States Lose, our weekly socio-anthropological examination of the hipster borg. In our quest for understanding, we make fun of stupid-looking photos on The Cobrasnake, Last Night’s Party, Misshapes, and Ambrel so you don't have to. After the jump, Joey Arak shakes what his mama gave him.

My, isn't New York magazine's Look Book trying to be rather artsy this week with its black and white photography? Herb Ritts would be so proud. This week's man on the street is model-slash-student (mudent?) Joshua Ku, a half-working male model who got into the biz like everyone does, through his co-worker at Starbucks. Ku seems like he might be better off brewing java, though — he wasn't paid by L'Uomo Vogue and had to bleach his hair for Pop magazine, so now he looks "unapproachable." He's not much of a fashionista, either, shopping mostly at H&M and putting work and school and relationships before clothing. Jesus, boy, then what the hell are you doing in New York?

The shock is not that Project Runway contestant Keith Michael cheated by submitting sketches stolen from prominent designers' runway collections. It's that Elle fashion director and Project Runway judge Nina Garcia appears to have been sitting in the front row at one of the shows from which Michael copied his designs, and yet she totally didn't notice. For shame, lady! Keep fucking up like that, and they'll take away your Vuitton.

While in Paris for the couture shows, Times fashion critic Cathy Horyn went golfing with perhaps the only man on earth who could comprehend her prattling on about how she longs for "le pouf," Anna Wintour's mantoy Shelby Bryan. As if that weren't awkward enough, Horyn wore her golf attire to the shows:

Vonn Jackson is not the name of a bar on Bleecker; it's the name of this week's victim in New York mag's Look Book. Vonn is an aspiring singer-songwriter, but in the meantime she's in school and working as a phone operator for Kaplan Test Prep, an audio engineer, and a web designer. Vonn considers herself trendy in a gladiator-sandals-cowboy-hat sort of way, explaining that she "goes left" if everyone else "goes right." Actually, we don't really give a shit about Vonn's style — we just love her subtly erotic MySpace page.

• Woody Harrelson chokes a TMZ photographer outside of an LA nightclub. The LAPD is investigating, thought Harrelson was believed to have been in a foul mood after losing his beloved hemp necklace. [TMZ]
• The Devil Wears Prada having fully run its successful course, it's high time for another roman a clef — Wunderkind by Karen Yampolsky is a not-so-veiled account of her time as former Jane EIC Jane Pratt's assistant. Pratt is portrayed positively, but there's naturally a horrid Wintour character that plays into the story. Read about how Jane Pratt was forced to eat veal and marvel at Wintour's endless capacity for evil. [R&M]
• 14-year-old Jamie-Lynn Spears has a castmember on Zoey 101 fired, screaming that the little girl will "never work in this town together." Isn't it awful when life imitates Entourage? [Page Six]
• What is it about Lloyd Grove that consistently has him on the hip-hop beat? If ever there were the whitest white man... [Lowdown]
• Gwyneth Paltrow, having had her fill of "retirement" and "motherhood," will return to the big screen with a career-making role alongside Ben Stiller. [Page Six]
• After having prominent homos like Elton John removed from a party in Milan, Pharrell Williams faces losing his lucrative contract with Louis Vuitton. The Velvet Mafia never forgets. [Gatecrasher]

From "Hollywood Casual, Down to Their Toes," by Sharon Waxman, NYT, today:

If you're going to make a movie about the absurdities of the fashion world, you better get it right: Marc Jacobs, Chloe, and Marni. But Thursgay Styles reports that costume's patron saint, Patricia Fields, has totally missed the mark in dressing the characters in The Devil Wears Prada. The wardrobes featured in the film, sniff the haughty, pretty ladies who would know, are nothing like reality — Meryl Streep and Anne Hathaway are decked in layers of stuffy couture and gold metalwear, with none of the quirks that make one truly fabulous. Tens of thousands of dollars' worth of handbags are flung about, but in real life, very few ladies at 4 Times Square carry an "it" bag. The fashions in Prada, says Elle fashion news director Anne Slowey, are "a caricature." How gauche.

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Just when you thought you were about to choke to death on the heat and humidity, Blue States Lose comes to the rescue with a refreshing blast of hipster haterade. You know how we do it: we look through fucktard photos on The Cobrasnake, Last Night’s Party, Misshapes, and Ambrel so you don't have to. After the jump, Joey Arak loans you his lucky legwarmers.

Is it possible to be friends with the Look Book? Because we kind of want to. His name is Ben Nardolilli, and you love him too. It's OK — his mustache has so much to give in return. Ben started growing facial hair when he was just 10, making him the sort of glorious anomaly who could never live a normal life outside of academia. And so he studies history and philosophy at NYU, spending his summer teaching a camp for gifted students at UVA. While he teaches a bunch of 6th and 7th graders about free will, we know you'll be loyally waiting for that mustache to come back home and tickle you with its kisses.