The Princess Russke

Russia, especially Moscow, is teeming with money and has an equal appetite for luxury as it does for vodka.

Spawn of the Russian privileged have the dubious distinction of being called "spoilt bratskis", a concentrated group of filthy, stinking rich kids who live in shameless extravagance. I mean, if my daddy built an indoor ski slope in our home, I'd qualify as a bratski, too.

Enter Kira Plastinina, a 15-year-old Russian designers with fat, fat, fat backing from his billionaire papa Sergei Plastinin, who owns Russia's largest juice and dairy producer. He forked over $2 million to have Paris Hilton sit in Kira's front row and goodness knows how much to fund the 40 stores across Russian, two in the Ukraine and -- soon-to-be -- two stateside in NYC (at Houston & Broadway) and LA.

Did we mention she also has shoes, perfume, candles, jewelry and lollipops??

I suppose we'd all love to hate on the girl for branding herself so well at such a tender young age, but with an already successful K.P. empire behind her on the Eastern Bloc, an apparently nice disposition and cute enough clothes to appeal to the tween/early teen market, Plastinina seems to actually be more than just a "довольно маленькая богатая девочка" (English translation: pretty little rich girl).

Sure, I may not wear the clothing, but someone's little sister sure will.









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