QVC threw a fancy-schmancy pre-Oscars party at The Four Seasons last night and managed to actually get some nominees (of years past) to attend the event that was otherwise reality TV-heavy.

Tribune executive Lee Abrams, first investigated for douchitude and then suspended for dickwaditry, has resigned. He won't be spending more time with his family, because they think he's ass-cheeztastic, too. [Wall Street Journal, image via Mike Schmid on Flickr]

Jeans have gone from from workwear, to rebelwear, to wear-anywhere. They are the universal empty point around which a wardrobe is calibrated. And while they are manufactured in more sizes, styles, and washes than ever before, jeans shopping is hell.

The woman at left: Kimora Lee Simmons. The woman at right: An innocent model hired to appear in the ad campaign for Simmons' new fragrance "Dare Me," who was then subjected to an experimental head-transplant procedure. [N.Y. Magazine, WWD]

One writer - from the carnivorous Meatpaper (vegetarians, avert your eyes) - has unearthed what he calls the "unattractive men/unattractive meat narrative" of food TV: "the weirder-looking you are, the weirder the food you have to eat."