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I have a confession to make and I don’t think I am alone. In fact, I am going to go out on a limb here and guess that there are many people – specifically women who either a) are in PR or b) own their own businesses – who are suffering from the same affliction as I.
Hi. My name is Kim. And I am a Kelly Cutrone-a-holic.
I am not saying I am proud as I frantically program my DVR in both the living room and bedroom so as not to miss KELL ON EARTH every Monday night. Hey, you gotta have a back up plan, right?
What I am saying is that I, along with many others it seems, am intrigued. I mean, who is this woman, this publicist who dominates a largely male-ego-glamour driven fashion industry looking like she literally rolled out of bed?
Clad in signature black from head to toe, barking orders and dropping f-bombs in the office like it’s her job and making no apologies for it? Cracking me up as she announces to the camera that she’s had it – if people want to come learn from her years of experience, you know what? They are going to have to pay her.
All the while demonstrating a fierce passion for what she does and belief in her clients – until they try to skip out on paying her to which I say, AMEN sista.
Now, don’t get me wrong. It’s “reality” TV and I know that out of hundreds of hours of tape shot, our friends at Bravo pick the most drama-filled footage to air, orchestrating meltdowns of junior staffers and catching the tears as they roll down their stressed-to-the-max cheeks.
But, call me crazy, I think that we are seeing more reality out of Kelly Cutrone than perhaps any other reality TV star to date.
I think her love for fashion and her role in it is undeniable and while working in her offices looks like an exercise in torture, I think her no nonsense “go outside if you need to cry” attitude conceals a deep commitment to her team and desire to want to see them become their best. And not just for the success of her company, but for themselves.
While her rough around the edges approach can be jarring at times, the counterbalance of her home life and loving dedication to her young daughter – her softer side – is refreshing. Kick ass by day, cuddle up at night.
I admire her ability to separate the two decidedly different aspects of her life and as a working mom myself, I know this is no easy task. Although I wouldn’t particularly want to be on the receiving end of one of her rants, I do, to a certain degree, appreciate the openness with which she seemingly conducts her business.
There’s something to be said for raw honesty that lets you tell it like it is and then move on – not dwelling on an incident or wading through a pool of passive-aggressive nonsense. Taking peer humiliation to new heights is certainly not fitting for most company cultures, but admit it – who hasn’t wanted to call out a co-worker for not doing their job every now and then? In. Front. Of. Everyone.
As Sarah and I were IM-ing yesterday about our new found love of the show, we laughed at how it has, in this office at least, spawned several new catchphrases to indicate impending wrath such as “I’m about to go Kelly Cutrone!” and my personal favorite for giving sage advice or assessing a problem, “What would Kelly Cutrone do (aka WWKCD)?”
It was a sad night last night without my fix of Kelly Cutrone (WTF Bravo?) but I’m already looking forward to next week’s episode. Is that so wrong?
Think Pink! Kim
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