In a positively Devil Wears Prada plot twist, Condé Nast employees are rumor-mongering that Si Newhouse is in gay old Paris right now, talking to French Vogue editor Carine Roitfeld about moving over to the You Ess of Aye and bumping down/out Anna Wintour from her fashion mountain.
But why would Si force retirement on his most famous editor in chief?
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Overseas Vogue publications are getting more and more press recently, while Anna Wintour and her iconic American brand seem to be fading into the background. Of course, not all of this is positive press (*cough*Vogue India*cough*) but at least one name is making the rounds for a possible upset in the Conde Nast hiearchy:
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Here in the States, Jason Binn's Niche Media just unveiled its latest luxury pub Michigan Avenue, taking his brand of party photos, friendly-to-advertisers fashion, and "The List" to Chicago's wealth trenches. But abroad, it's Russia's new luxury title that's grabbing a bit of attention, if only for the magazine's name: Snob. Indeed, at £10 a copy, it certainly presumes itself to be. Snob, from "playboy oligarch" Mikhail Prokhorov (the oil tycoon worth $24 billion, pictured), joins an already growing field of upscale Russian titles, including Vogue Russia and a Russian edition of British society magazine Tatler, and goes after the entire Russian diaspora, which means wealthy aristocrats — and your average professional — living in New York, London, and Paris are hopeful readers. Supposedly, the entry of Snob represents the signal change of Russian society: "The full-on extravagance, the red lipstick, the diamonds, the furs – all that is passé," says Vogue Russia editor Aliona Doletskaya. Oh, how we've missed Anna Anisimova.
The Motherland is schooling the United States on how to run their own magazines: Apparently "fashion journalism" emphasizes both words equally in Russia, which makes everyone crowding those tents here in Bryant Park this week look like, well, fashion bloggers.
Aliona Doletskaya is the editor over at Russian Vogue, and the qualifications she brings to the table as a reporter and editor outnumber the amount of haircuts Anna Wintour receives on a yearly basis. Dolestkaya holds a Ph.D. in comparative linguistics and said a recent cover photo for the glossy epresents “the Byzantine past of the country.”
Byzantine, smyzantine. Would Doletskaya have the яи́чки to put African-American basketball player Lebron James on the cover of Vogue, looking like a damn dirty ape? How about taking the brand name to India and dressing those below the poverty level in Burberry to better shill $3,000 umbrellas to people who live off of less than a buck twenty five a day?
Nope? Then get back to us when Doletskaya is ready to play in the big (racist) leagues.
