Robert Cavalli is a dick. The designer who made a career out of dressing models in bondage stilettos and drapery is now turning around and biting the malnourished hand that feeds him.

"For me, models are just pieces of wood that I carve to make clothes look beautiful," said the gnarled human tree trunk. "There are thousands of models like all other models. Naomi Campbell is the same way."

Indeed, he hates models. So who does Cavalli love? Artists. Artists like — insert air quotes — Diddy.

Let's put aside for a moment the creepy Buffalo Bill-esque metaphor of "carving" up women (let's blame that on the language barrier) and look at what's really bothersome:

Naomi Campbell may have a tendency to do violent things that result in community service sentences. But she was the first black woman to appear on the cover of both British and French Vogue. Diddy The Artist, on the other hand, executive produced a recent Broadway revival/ABC movie of Raisin in the Sun … so he could star in it.

Kate Moss, who Cavalli labels as somebody who doesn't "have what it takes to be a true star," is one of the top-earning supermodels of all time. Diddy The Arist, meanwhile, is earning his way by shilling Absolut and telling America that Burger King is opened late.