Who doesn’t believe that notoriety breeds celebrity in America today? Just ask Kate Moss, Lindsay, Paris, Britney and Joey Butafuocco, for God’s sake.
Let’s now make room for one down-on-her-luck 22-year-old aspiring singer named Ashley Alexandra Dupré* who lives in the Flatiron district of NYC. This is from The Times:
“Ms. Dupré said by telephone Tuesday night that she was worried about how she would pay her rent since the man she was living with “walked out on me†after she discovered he had fathered two children. She said she was considering working at a friend’s restaurant or, once her apartment lease expires, moving back with her family in New Jersey ‘to relax.’â€
Well, honey, your luck is about to take a monumental turn for the better. You’ve hit the faux-celebrity jackpot where $1000/hour is chump change. Didn’t you notice that your MySpace page is attracting record numbers of visitors, each of whom gets a taste of your tonsils, I mean voice.
You can milk this one, baby. Just play it coy with ET, Extra, Access, GMA, Today and all the others when they come calling this week. Don’t overextend yourself. Don’t take the first offer from People or US Weekly for the real inside scoop, or Playboy for the outside scoop. Be choosy. Think in the long-term. You don’t want to flame out too soon. A measured media strategy is the ticket.
Update (late Thursday): Amie Street’s New Star: Ashley Alexandra Dupré
* Ashley is the real name for Kristin. Yes, that Kristin. The one who took down you know who this week.