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We have a new column here at GOOL that we are very pleased to announce:

Trina and Blinda: The Gals of GOOL Gossip--

Welcome to my very own column on GOOL. You don't know how excited I am that the gals over there have asked me and my pal BLinda to write a column for their little site. Well, BLinda and I are definitely your GOOLS!

Count on us for the freshest fashion dirt, as we squeeze into our Juicy Couture capris and slip into our Versace heels, and hit the street to give you GOOL-iscious fashion dish each and every week.

Now I'm a kind hearted chick, and when I hear of injustice and nastiness in the fashion world, you can bet your Burberry umbrella that I'm gonna get to the bottom of it. Recently after a fashion show in Europe, one of the cutest, long legged-est, fashion assistants came up to cry on Trina's shoulder. Surprise! Her fashion director was crazy, even mean, and if Trina does say so herself, butt ugly! It's a shame she swipes all those famous name sunglasses from her fashion closet and puts them on such an ugly mug. Now this angelic one was whining and crying about how she couldn't stand Miss Wicked, and how she couldn't believe how Miss Fashion Director treated her.

This is what Trina says: Buck it up baby! Pull up your tits and get through it. You are cute and smart, and everyone hates Miss Fashion Director anyway. And hellooooo, Miss FD may be on her way out, even if she's not aware of it! I told my pal BLinda the story, and she thought it was awful too. We're going to be watching over Miss Fashion Assistant like guardian angels, and Miss FA will be First Row at Gucci before the fright fest of Miss FD ever makes it to the second!

BLinda and I have been hauling ass all over Manhattan this market week, just to keep you GOOLIES in the fashion goodies.

We ran over to a Miss SoHO store for a product event, where Miss PR Director sneered at BLinda like she had just fallen off the apple cart.. Now BLinda was all decked out in some cute Moschino shoes and a strappy top givin' a sexy tanned look, her brand new Paige jeans, and a fab blowout. You wouldn't believe it, but Miss PR Director had skin flaking off her face and couldn't stop complaining about how hot it was. Can you tell? No, honey, I can't tell, but I can see hairs all over your shoulders where you either forgot to tidy up after a trim, or your damaged hair is breaking off faster than a dried up doody. Can you say extreme hot oil treatment, or a pretty little wig from Ms Wig on 14th Street?

We cruised the Project Show over at the Javitz and saw some stuff we love, like our Stich's and Paige jeans, but forget the snooty Miss Rock Star Jeans that nobody really wants to wear anyway. And we can't wait for the new L.A.M.B shoes to hit stores next year. But what we can check off our list are PR parties where the press contacts act like they don't even know you. Helloooo, BLinda and I put you on the top of your game.

Honey, it'll all come back to bite you in the ass, but I won't be doing the biting. But, really: What BLinda and I are sick of people trying to make us bite is mac and cheese. Mac and cheese pastry puffs, mac and cheese burritos, mac and cheese egg rolls. Enough of the mac and cheese puh-leeeeze! Next thing you know, it'll be mac and cheese Tasty Delight and HONEY, that is not a delight!

We trudged out of this sad little soiree having eaten some really nasty hors d'oeuvres (NO we did not eat the mac and cheese!) and needed to take our minds to a better place. PS...I fully recommend a spin through the new Juicy Couture store on Fifth Avenue to lift your spirits. Pop a gumball in your mouth, blow out a big bubble, and pow! It's like being kissed by the Fashion Fairy!

Speaking of being kissed, here's the first-ever list of GOOL Goodies. Don't get your La Perlas all twisted if you're not on the list this week, because there's hope for everyone.

So here we go, in no specific order:

Paige Premium Denim (PPD)