Mischa Barton has been the Keds cover girl for quite some time now. Since 2005 I believe, the height of the OC days when Marissa Cooper was doing drugs, lesbians, and other things that ultimate got her killed off before the last season.
And now, the only time I see her face besides on the occasional what was she thinking worst-dressed list (looking like a cross between Axel Rose and Janis Joplin) is when it's plastered on another Keds ad. All I can think is man...they must be paying her a hell of a lot of money.
I mean, Keds are cool, sure...Baby wore them in Dirty Dancing, and no one put her in the corner for it. I wore them in sixth grade. But I bet you my last few lotto buy items...Mischa wouldn't wear Keds if she weren't contractually obligated to. In fact, if it were up to her (with no legal ramifications of course) I'd go as far to say she'd rather barf under a bed like back in her old Sixth Sense days with Haley Joel Osmet, then slip on another pair of boat shoes.
Now I don't have anything against Keds, really. Keds are cute. In an OsKosh B'Gosh kind of way. I just can't grasp the concept of a celeb it girl coveting a $20-$30 pair of sneakers when she can wear these. It's like hearing Catherine Zeta Jones uses a tub of Vaseline for moisturizer instead of Creme de la Mer. I'm just not buyin' it. The Creme de La Mer either.
*Keepin' it real,