From all reports, bug-eyed Rachel Zoe is not having a good month. Sure, her show just premiered on Bravo, wherein she and her team of "professional stylists" outfit young, rich girls to look like they consist off of Starbucks and cocaine — and she says "bananas" a lot.

But Fashion Week saw some nasty paparazzi astutely/hypocritically heckling the size -4 celbritard for giving young girls body image issues, while Ginia Bellafante used her Times column to call Zoe a "pox on humanity— exploiting an aesthetic of dissipation, invading our collective consciousness and spraying it with dummy dust."

Regardless of your personal feelings towards a woman who recently declared that "she doesn't understand saving for a rainy day," you can't help sympathizing with her current vulnerable position. Which is actually just what that manipulative blond wants:

Let's go back a little bit first. Zoe appeared on everyone's collective "it thing" radar in 2003 for perfecting Nicole Richie's signature anorexic-boho-chic style. Suffice to say, Zoe, who bears a passing resemblance in waist size to her clients, immediately caught flak for emphasizing Richie and the Olsen twins lack of dietary habits. Edie Sedgwick may have been able to get away with it during her Youthquaker days, but this was the new millennium, and we all had to at least pretend to be horrified by young girls with their collarbones jutting out farther than their breasts.

In the past five years, Zoe salvaged little of her personal reputation, with an infamous falling out with Richie via MySpace and constant call-out threads on Perez Hilton and other blogs. But like Rachel McAdams proved in Mean Girls, just because the Queen Bee falls from grace doesn't mean she isn't plotting a way to get back on top. The Rachel Zoe Project, the reality show which premiered last week, seems the perfect plot development to get critics even more enraged with her.

This is, actually, the best thing to happen to her since Botox.

Now that Zoe is going mainstream, and will no longer be relevant only as media blog fodder and makeup room anecdotes, we're predicting that all the negative press built up against Zoe in the last five years will serve to make the "late thirties" stylist something of an underdog. And you know what happens to underdogs? People start cheering for them.

Indeed, everybody may hate Zoe now, but in the same way everybody loves Michael Phelps at the moment, things that go up must come down — and skinny bitchy stylists that are down must come up.

And if you don't want that, you better STFU and let Zoe's ridiculous actions speak for themselves.