Kimberly Stewart was at the London Graduate Fashion Week Gala when this photo was taken, so it’s rather ironic that she’s wearing a headband, a fringed, monogrammed purse, and sling-back mules. I’m confused about who advised her to do this, but whoever she is, she’s a frenemy without a doubt.

Can I just tell you how tired I am of Rod Stewart, his trophy wives, and his obviously neglected as kids children?

First, you have the son, currently starring on that Sons of Hollywood show I try to ignore exists, blabbling about how he used to spend time with a bottle of Jergen’s watching stepmom Rachel Hunter sunbathe. Gross. Then you have Kimberly, the on-again-off-again BFF of Paris Hilton.

So I probably should have known what was coming when I saw the headling at Hollywood Rag that said Rod was upset about Kimberly modeling lingerie. For a minute there, I obviously forgot who the article was about, because I was thinking “Oh, he’s upset that his daughter is modeling lingerie.”

Silly me. He’s upset because the company Kimberly is modeling FOR picked ex-wife Rachel Hunter over current fiancee Penny Lancaster for a previous campaign. And, you know, Kimberly should really pick her gigs based on who doesn’t want to hire her soon-to-be-stepmother number 148 out of loyalty, at least until Daddy trades her in for the next upgrade.

I’m saving this post for my “Celebrities Shouldn’t Breed” paper I’m going to publish one of these days.

Man, as much as Kimberly Stewart is a semi-waste of space, she looks pretty darn good here. Is that a first for her? All I can remember is wall-to-wall ugliness and a desperate need for a fashion intervention now. But apparently she got the help she needs, ’cause her hair, sunglasses, and head scarf are spot-on. Nice, Kimberly. Keep it up, if you can.

It’s Kimberly Stewart! Admittedly, it’s a terrible camera angle and so unflattering, but it’s still shocking. Oh. MY. I mean, even Kim’s back looks kind of baked and um, meaty. Like a giant slab of… something. 

Wedgies at the beach aren’t the problem. (After all, no one complains about Brazilian bikinis.) The problem happens when you cover it up in a flirty little skirt and let it play hide and seek with the paparazzi. Let’s take note and not let this happen to us!