In one of the most memorable falls from grace in recent years, Eliot Spitzer went from being the governor of New York to a guy cheating on his wife with hookers. Spitzer’s frolics with Ashley Dupre (aka “Kristin”) turned the once-respected politician into a laughingstock.
Hollywood shit, no?
Well, evidently somebody thinks so … Oscar-winning filmmaker Alex Gibney has chronicled Spitzer’s, uh, formerly secret life in his new documentary Client Nine: The Rise & Fall of Eliot Spitzer.
Rejoice! For those of you who are floundering in a sea of moral turpitude, I invite you to pull out your confetti and your party pants and rejoice! Rejoice because Ashley Dupre is here to guide you through the many minefields of dating, romance, and (of course) sex. ‘What?!’, you might reply, flabbergasted; how could the infamous call girl of Eliot Spitzer find herself in a place to hand out relationship advice? Well, my friends, welcome to the glory of the internets.
Ashley Dupre scored a writing gig awhile back as the New York Post’s “new sex and romance advice columnist,” and now she’s winning over the hearts of millions by giving out her priceless gems of wisdom. Aside from being hilarious for at least fourteen reasons, she has recently showed us all that we were fools to think that she couldn’t give out good advice, despite the fact that her actions directly contradict said advice.
Do you ever find yourself wondering what happened to Ashley Dupre? Surely you remember Dupre, the call girl who was paid to have sex with New York’s former Governor Eliot Spitzer, which promptly led to Spitzer’s resignation. For about a month, Dupre’s bikini-clad body was photographed in its natural habitat (the Jersey shore) and the press was agog to see what the now unemployed prostitute/aspiring MySpace songstress’ next move would be. Well, it isn’t March of 2008 anymore and Dupre’s celebrité quickly waned as the months wore on, until now! See, like Spitzer, Dupre is trying to achieve a comeback of sorts. When she isn’t grabbing headlines by telling New York women not to judge her because she “know[s] many women who target guys with money” (I imagine that you probably encounter many women like that when your former profession was to sleep with wealthy men for money), she is apparently walking the runway at New York Fashion Week. She’s a model now!
Well, it might be a step up from prostitution but, yikes, look at that outfit. Is this some sort of twisted form of punishment? Was the stylist for this show Silda Spitzer? Here is a tip for Bahar Shahpar, the eco-friendly designer whose duds she is wearing: If you are going to make a cheap PR move and hire a scandal-stained non-model to walk your show, you better make damn sure the clothes look good on her, because that picture is going to be all over the blogs. And is this the current state of New York Fashion Week now? Has it really devolved from the pinnacle of American fashion to a series of haphazardly linked tacky stunts orchestrated by bottom-tier fashion lines? Ugh.