Do you think Kelly Cutrone became one of the most respected fashion PR people in the biz by being nice? I don't think so. She's always telling her assistants to "GO OUTSIDE IF YOU HAVE TO CRY," and the title of her new book is something along the same lines. Her sweet assistant, Stefanie, is always catching shit, while the new assistant, Andrew, seems to get all the brakes. Kelly admitted to hiring him because he dressed in all black, wore skirts and had long hair. So what, do I need to go goth and shave my hair into a fucking mohawk to get respect? 'Cause I will. Just say the word, Kell.On the flip side, being a genuinely nice person has benefited me at times. I've clicked with editors during interviews who shared my same warm, friendly personality, and people tend to go out of their way to help me. (I would have been curled up in a ditch somewhere by now without the constant support of friends and colleagues!) Living and working in Manhattan for five and a half years has certainly toughened me up a bit, but damnit, I don't know if I'll ever get this bitchy, badass girl thing down. I'm still practicing in the mirror.
What do you think: Do nice girls (and guys) really finish last?