Debuted mannequins with an abundant forest of pubic hair. Because the company’s founder Dov Charney’s preferences weren’t well known enough.
Admits that she’s too busy to have a baby, attend Harvard, and smize at the same time. So much for multitasking.
Gets a bowl cut, stops the presses.
Was offered $10,000 by Jezebel to reveal unretouched photographs from her Vogue cover shoot. Took the high ground by tweeting, “Some shit is just too ridiculous to engage. Let's use our energy wisely, 2014.” Amen.
Is the new—and shockingly brunette—face of Redken. Everything truly is embarrassing.
Launches denim line made out of recycled fabric. Remember to wash before wearing.
Will be trading live alligators for animal prints by closing the department store’s animal kingdom to make room for more womenswear.
Apparently surprised the blogosphere with the news that she has been photoshopping her Instagram photos. Let’s all say it together: Of course she was.
The hat designer finally launched a shoe collection, allowing fans to wear her pieces from head to toe.
Turned 40; gave us an excuse to journey down memory lane. (Thank you for that.)
Back on the market after breaking up with boyfriend David Schulte. Hey there bachelors.
Plans to join the GOOP school of fitness by doing more yoga this year.
Got a perm; was sick of resembling Amber Heard.
May be the new designer for Paul Smith’s womenswear line. Hello, stripes.