Leave it to Marc Jacobs, and the Park Slope parents running Cookie magazine, to tout the girl look for boys. Pink cardigans for tween lads is not enlightened dressing. It’s a guaranteed wuss-for-life label. Of course, Marc Jacobs might point out that lots of little wussies grow up to be big-time fashion people. And yet … and yet.

If your friends look crap enough that you need to decree pre-bridesmaid Botox, why are you even friends with them? Clearly, the women profiled in the Thursday Styles story about bridal Botox parties are poor planners. Choose friends who have Pat Wexler on speed dial, and rest assured everyone will be uniformly frozen-faced for your big day. If you’re really on the ball, your fiance will be a Restylane regular too.

How much fun would it be to get wasted with Oprah? She drinks bowlfuls of top-shelf champagne, she has the dish on everyone, and she harbors serious secrets. As in, what does she really think of Tyra? And what does she really really think of Gayle?