• Forgive us, but wtf is Tamara Mellon doing with Kid Rock? Not helping your "I'm way too good for this gig" campaign, honey. [Page Six]

• Madonna and The Gorillaz are set to open for this year's Grammy Awards. Yay, we love playing "guess which one is a cartoon." [Billboard]

• An Indie Rock cookbook, full of recipes for fat-free pot brownies and a recommended breakfast of diet coke and cigarettes, coming soon to a bookstore near you. [Stereogum]

• Is it just us, or are potheads kind of ruling the world this week? The Bonnaroo vs.Coachella debate is likely to spark dude, yah, hella, bong filled conversations from Vermont to Colorado. [Bonnaroo, ProductshopNYC]

• Even the New York Times is starting to get annoyed with Pete Doherty's all-too-frequent drug arrests. No one really cares if he keeps doing drugs, just as long as those drugs inspire decent music. [NYT]

• Boy George appeared in court briefly to plead innocent to drug charges. This is gearing up to be almost as frightening as the Michael Jackson trial. [AP]

Four-inch heels are kickin' (if not flyin' across the boardroom) over at Jimmy Choo. The shoe company famous for its stifled in-fighting is making good on its rep.

At the center of the dolled-up drama is Choo's polished head designer, Sandra Choi (niece of the original Jimmy Choo, who ducked out of the company in 1996). Except, well, you might not know of Sandra's efforts at all, given corporate chief Tamara Mellon claims that it is she who's the the chief designer — and entirely responsible for the collections Choo spits out.

Sure, Tamara.

Sandra, we learn, has been mildly okay with this arrangement. She sticks to the creative realm while Tamara reaps in the Bungalow 8 sightings. Crucial to this arrangement as well is co-chief Robert Bensoussan, who handles the business end of things.

But since Sandra's contract expired in December of 2005, she's wised up: She knows she's talented and is keen to the fact that she's worth a shitload more than she's being paid. What to do? Threaten to quit if her compensation doesn't start reflecting her role in the company. And by "role" we mean "holding the entire company together."

And that, folks, would mean disaster for Jimmy Choo.

From inside the derailing Choo Choo train, we learn:

Sandra feels that she has contributed to the success of Jimmy Choo and had her own attorney negotiating a new contract. Robert Bensoussan doesn't want to pay her.

There is truly no one who can take on the design of the shoes if Sandra leaves and she is using this for her negotiating basis.

And that's only the catfight portion of this whole arrangement.

What's really at stake are the feelings of majority investor Lion Capital (nee Hicks Muse) — the latest in a long list of owners, which included former Vogue accessories editor Mellon herself, as well as a Phoenix Equity Partners, a division of Equinox Luxury Holdings. In November 2004, Lion Capital extended £101 million to acquire the shoe designer. And yet somehow, after all that money was wired over, they weren't exactly aware of the whole situation.

Also, all of the investors in Lion Capital can not know that a company was bought when one of
the main assets contracts where up in December.

Needless to say, this could create a problem for Bensoussan, the business brained half of the CEO duo, who may be searching for investors to keep the head of that little company four inches above water.

The bad blood between Sandra and media hog Mellon isn't helping to diffuse the Choi/Choo stand-off. Our insider spills on Mellon's incessant insistence that Choi receive very little media attention:

There is minimal press on Sandra. This is because Tamara has said that Sandra is not allowed to have press. All press is to go to Tamara.

The fact that we can't find pictures of Choi anywhere? Yeah, that might be evidence of such.

We've learned that both parties are knee-high in the negotiations process, and while Choi is certainly enjoying some of the comfort of her current kicks – such as hanging the fact she is chief boss but knows she is worth more than she's being paid for – she's putting her sateen swathed foot down.

"Jimmy Choo knows they can't afford to loose her," claims our insider. Unfortunately, it seems as though they may not be able to afford to keep her either … what with all that money being poured into Nicole Richie's endorsement deal.

• Jimmy Choo president Tamara Mellon, who's been dating Girls Gone Wild bad boy Joe Francis, found out the real reason he didn't show up for a dinner date: he was smooching up Kimberly Stewart at the recent Pam Anderson roast. Her revenge? The following day, instead of flying off to Mexico with him, she sent a messenger with a manila envelope containing photos of Francis kissing Stewart. Gives a new take on the phrase, "air mail."

• Colin Farrell, chi chi man? So say his friends in Jane Kelly's unauthorized bio Colin Farrell: Living Dangerously, who claim his masculine image was sculpted by handlers. When he was a kid, he was a sissy. And that Irish accent? New to them!

• The World Music Awards, if you've heard of them, were a disaster, to put it simply. Taping was scheduled to being at 8pm but didn't get underway till 9pm. Throw continual stops and starts in the mix and you've got Stevie Wonder closing the show well after midnight.

• How do you detract from a steroid scandal? By getting married, of course! Lance Armstrong proposed to Sheryl Crow on Wednesday at Sun Valley, Idaho. No date's been set, but we're betting they won't be honeymooning in France.

• Without the long wigs and plastered on white make up, we just might not recognize the new Michael Jackson when he reappears post-makeover. Well, only if we're wearing our Jesus Juice goggles.

• Moby is moving on up — to Central Park West. The electronica tea drinker is leaving behind the Lower East Side for a $4.5 million five-level penthouse (two 360-degree views), but he'll venture downtown to make sure teany's running lemon-y.

• Victoria Gotti got checked on her breast cancer story, with her longtime publicist Matthew Rich quitting over Gotti's tall tale that was more publicity stunt for the third season of Growing Up Gotti than it was life threatening scare.

• Sharon Osbourne is being accused of orchestrating the pegging of Iron Maiden band members at Ozzfest. She supposedly encouraged Black Sabbath fans to chuck eggs and bottles at the rival band after lead singer Bruce Dickinson slammed metal singers who appear in reality shows.

• R. Kelly is confirmed to be part of this weekend's MTV VMA lineup despite his lingering statutory rape trial. He could deflect all that controversy by going all Britney-Madonna with an Usher smooch.

• Joe Francis' ex Tamara Mellon isn't through with the Girls Gone Wilder. She snuck into the private birthday party of current Francis fling Kimberly Stewart where Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan watched security drag has ass outside.

• Queen Latifah and David Bowie music producer Christian Julian Irwin has gone missing, but not before making a panicked phone call to a friend claiming he was being chased through a ravine.

• Nightclub doyenne Amy Sacco will have her life story told on the small screen (or HBO, which is a slightly larger screen, should you believe their PR pitches), thanks to a new deal with Sarah Jessica Parker's Prettymatches Productions.

• Johnny Knoxville might have passed a lie detector when it came to pondering whether he had sex with Jessica Simpson, but his heart rate didn't fare so well when it came to whether they've kissed.

• Paris Hilton's identity has been stolen, not online but in the physical world. An impostor is passing herself off as Paris Latsis' fiance, thanks to her identical looks and the small yap dog she's been carrying around St. Tropez.

• American Media Inc. is rushing to clean up its Demi Moore pregnancy-slash-miscarriage mess. The National Enquirer "broke" the miscarriage first and corporate cousin Star was ready with its own story that got pulled, inexplicably, at the last minute.

• The B-list hooking up continues, as Jimmy Choo founder Tamara Mellon and Girls Gone Wild's Joe Francis split. Francis quickly recouped with the help of new flame, saggy-assed Kimberly Stewart.

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