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Have you noticed how much celebrity schlock there is out there nowdays? Is there nothing a star won't lend their name or face to for a few bucks? OK... I'm sure it is more that a few bucks, and you KNOW I'd do it too for a cool million and a cut of the profits, but still. It seems there is no retail category that a celebrity name can't be found in now.
Some people buy this stuff BECAUSE of the big name attached. I usually pass on said item, because wearing a celeb brand just feels too damn cheezy for me. I know. Silly pride. Lately, I've found myself just accepting it all. And buying in. Take for instance my new Randy Jackson eyewear dawg... OK, I love Randy Jackson and good frames are hard to find, so that wasn't such a painful purchase. But I've found myself rolling over and supporting celebs that I don't have a lot of love for, because darn it... I look good in those Jessica Simpson platform pumps. See what I mean. I feel dirty. Gwen Stephani LAMB perfume? That makes me feel clean again. Or at least smell that way. OH, how about my profile pic on this blog? Yes, those are Beats by Dre. And as an audiophile, I love those bad boys.