Jimmy Choo Uggs, Sarah Jessica Parker designs for Halston, Tony Blair to become fashion exec

Jimmy Choo Uggs, Sarah Jessica Parker designs for Halston, Tony Blair to become fashion exec

Tamara Mellon choo-choo chooses Uggs 

Jimmy Choo designer Tamara Mellon has joined the list of people who actually admit to owning Uggs (André Leon Talley and Cathy Horyn are also on it). In fact, Mellon loves the boots so much that she’s collaborating on the design of five styles of Jimmy Choo Uggs (Chuggs?) to be available in October for a whopping $595 to $795. [Fashionista]

Tony Blair is in the final stages of negotiating a deal to join the French luxury goods powerhouse LVMH as an advisor. The group owns, among many other companies, Louis Vuitton, Celine, Givenchy, Marc Jacobs and a host of high-end alcohol brands. Blair is a close friend of LVMH head Bernard Arnault, and the pair is expected to work closely together to attract new clients. Now, if only Blair would advise his notoriously unfashionable successor on what to wear. [Huffington Post]

• The poor staffers at Vogue now have to ride the subway with the plebs to travel to work meetings. New publisher Susan Plagemann is leading a charge to reduce costs by cancelling senior staffers’ private Town Cars and taxis. Not surprisingly, Plagemann is not the new cool kid at the office, but she does already have a nickname: Cab Killer. [New York Post]

• Rumours swirling about Sarah Jessica Parker taking on a role at the legendary fashion house Halston (the line and designer were fixtures at Studio 54) were confirmed this week: SJP is set to design a line for the Heritage label. Parker has garnered an equity stake in the company, as well as an unnamed executive role—unlike Lindsay Lohan at Ungaro, where she merely scored free clothes. A girl can never have too many nipple pasties. [The Cut]

• Plus-size models, many of them around a size 12, are finding themselves digitally altered in magazine pages, but instead of having slimmer hips, they’ve been plumped up, in some cases up to a size 20. This fetishization of fat—let’s call it the Beth Ditto effect—just goes to show that average is never normal in the fashion world. [New York Times]