Kat Von D Doesn’t Care If Her “Celebutard” Lipstick Offends You

After being raked over the social media coals for putting a Kat Von D lipstick on their shelves called “Celebutard”, The Daily Mail says Sephora is handing out apologies instead of samples of cologne a French whore would turn down.

‘It has come to our attention that the name of one shade of a lipstick we carry has caused offense to some of our clients and others,’ a Sephora spokesperson said in a statement. ‘We are deeply sorry for that, and we have ceased sale of that shade both in our stores and online.’

Complaints came in from parents of children with special needs, “Glee” actress Lauren Potter who has Down syndrome and Kathy Keeley, the Executive Director of All About Developmental Disabilities (AADD) who said:

‘It’s shocking that a company in this day and age would even consider such a demeaning name for a product.’

‘While this kind of language might not seem important, to people with developmental disabilities, labels and terms like this are very hurtful and damaging.’

Kat herself didn’t follow in Sephora’s footsteps. According to People, she Tweeted that it was “just a fucking lipstick” but then deleted it.

I’m trying to be surprised she doesn’t give a fuck about political correctness or image after she wrapped herself around down low Nazi and professional pussy hound Jesse James like he was some kind of prize to be won.  There’s also no shock over the lack of eloquence- I took one for the team and looked for examples of Kat Von D wisdom and a tumblr account dedicated to her reads like a fortune cookie factory mated with the notebook I kept in high school of cheesy lyrics. I came across this sorta on-topic quote:

Makeup is part of my daily routine. It’s the time in my mornings when I can concentrate on me, and me alone. Giving yourself the kind of attention is so important – and is something that is definitely glossed over by to [sic] many women.

Kat obviously likes cosmetics- I’ve seen a horny baboon with less color on its ass than Kat uses on her everyday face. Makeup is one of those things I’ve never mastered, along with any hairstyling trends past the 80’s crimp, listening to my inner monologue when it tells me to not make a dick joke and pulling up to my mailbox without hitting it with my side mirror. Many people walk into a Sephora and leave with a bag full crap that will give them better face. I walk in, have a panic attack, fill the basket they give me out of guilt and spend a week looking like this before I give up and go back to my tragic 3-minute routine.

Regardless of the potentially offensive nature of the name of the lipstick Sephora pulled, why the fuck would anybody WANT to look like any of the celebrities the shade was named after? Who turned the tube over, saw the name and said, “EUREKA! That’s what I want everyone to associate me with!” There’s also a little side-eye to be thrown toward another one of her lipsticks called “Underage Red”. Who doesn’t want to slick on a Miranda Kerr-approved red lip and think to oneself, “Who’s a pretty little minor with daddy issues being preyed upon by gross older men?”