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[Blogalites:  Micah Jesse, Emily Brill, trio Meghan Asha, Julia Allison, Mary Rambin]

Well not exactly.  While you will see them out and about town, generally speaking they won’t be wearing the large over-the-top gowns (but perhaps costumes), and they spend more time behind computer screens than lunching or behind flash bulbs.  Enter the next generation of “socialites” or “blogalites” as we’ve decided to coin them.  Whether a paradigm shift as a result of the falling economy, or a new tech-savy bread, these stripped down Gawker-described fameball microcelebs are taking a post-human approach and have been furiously creating blog appendages to their current selves over the past year.

Some seek fame, some seek fortune or more specifically “fuck you money”, and for some it’s simply unclear what their motivations are.  One of our favorite subjects (and Gawker’s too), Emily “The Eldridge” Brill has been perhaps one of the most unintelligible blogalites to appear in the past 6 months.  Having burst on the scene, some of her posts were beyond cryptic, and then she mysteriously disappeared for a few days, only to resurface again.  The daughter of media entrepreneur Steve Brill and, thus seemingly financially set, Emily’s prime motivation appears to be simply to display her new self, rather her new figure after a very successful diet.

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There there’s Micah Jesse.  Hofstra student at day, NYC nightlife promoter/fixture/PR maven at night.  Micah’s “new media” attempts and blog marketing via micahjesse.com, albeit with a very do-it-yourself feel, threw him on the map and has garnered him attention on the scene with close to zero capital input. Now it’s safe to say he generates income as a promoter making use of his online persona.  Brittany Mendenhall, is another DIYer whose chichi212.com has given her a social voice on the scene as she chronicles, attends, and lives it.

Micah recently set to augment his webpresence with a redesign and a relaunch party to resuscitate its (and perhaps his own) waning influence on the scene because of the emergence of people like Brill who employ fulltime web staff and PR people to pepper the net with her presence.  And speaking of fulltime staff, and investment capital, the fameballetes at Nonsociety.com have seem to take blogalite land to a whole new level.

Julia “Lip Dub” Allison in many ways can be credited for helping shape if not create this phenomenon.  A Star editor-at-large, TimeOut dating columnist, and frequent lip-dubber on her site, Julia has perfect microcelebrity and now runs a business startup.  Similiarly, Meghan Asha (tech blogger) and Mary “The Bag” Rambin (handbag designer) cultivated their own webpresences before teaming up with Allison to form Nonsociety.

But Perhaps the real question is not whether the blogalites are socialites 2.0, but whether they can actually monetize their pursuits.  Some socialites like Tinsley Mortimer have made fullblow careers out of their socializing.  But blogalites are still an unproven group.

Fellow fameball Julia Allison’s reality show deal with Bravo fell through, and her Web venture Non Society is groping for relevance. [Gawker]

But I wouldn’t count these guys out anytime soon.  Their costs are low, and their webtraffic only continues to climb.  At some point they just might figure out how to make a dollar or two while they lip dub.

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January 15, 2009  @  02:25:37 pm By STANLEY STUYVESANT
Anonymous
January 15, 2009 2:28pm

they should be kept as Blogalites. No one wants to socialite with them.

partypants January 15, 2009 2:29pm

I have GOT to get a fkn blog, dude.

anon
January 15, 2009 2:48pm

It depends. Some of these people are from New York and are sort of both.

Frannie
January 15, 2009 3:38pm

Good lord, now Emily has another article to print out and frame. She can place it on the mantle next to her letter from Bill Clinton congratulating her on her successful gastric bypass.

partypants January 15, 2009 3:41pm

Yes, Julia Allison can print hers out and frame it next to her WIRED cover in the bathroom next to her gag stick and Altoids.

Fecal Matter
January 15, 2009 5:49pm

NO! doesn’t it all seem so, pre-Lehman crash? or is there an unending amount of fascination for micro-celebs? It’s got to stop sometime….when is someone, anyone, going to call them out as what they really are….attention whores?? don’t these people have parents/friends/sense of dignity??

Anonymous
January 15, 2009 5:53pm

Yeah except you have a blog too, and are obsessed with these people. Get a life for yourself before you tell these people to.

STANLEY STUYVESANT January 15, 2009 5:56pm

No one is telling them to get a life, merely pointing out a trend. That being said, Stanely always loves attention or a bone ;-)

Emily Brill January 15, 2009 7:13pm

I’d like to set the record straight. I’ve never hired a ‘publicist.’ About a year ago, some pictures of me in a bikini on a private family trip were posted on the Internet. I got a scared, and not knowing what to do (especially when reporters started calling my cell phone from unknown numbers late at night and casting directors started asking me to come in and answer questions about my life…on camera), I decided to hire a media strategist to manage the attention I was GETTING and advise me (my dad wasn’t up for the task).

But I’m doing things on my own now, though my Dad occasionally puts his two cents in. As for ‘web people’, I only wish I had a full time staff:). But until I have more income than my site’s ad revenue, it would be fiscally insane for me to hire anyone. (A lesson Nick Denton seems to be re-learning lately.) I know I’m lucky because my parents finance a (nice) roof over my head, great health care and I guess enough to go out a few times a week, but none of this is acceptable to them or to me and I’m working hard to make changes. They worked for everything we have. But for now and for the record, I assure you that this ‘blogalite/media heiress’ — and I do hope you’ll call me a writer one day– is a one woman show. Emily

partypants January 16, 2009 10:43am

“I do hope you’ll call me a writer one day”

We might as well call you a plate of radioactive space nachos. It would be about as accurate.

Fecal Matter
January 16, 2009 12:50pm

In my experience, women in their late 20s who are still Daddy’s Girls have difficulty finding a man of their own. It’s hard to measure up…so to speak, to Daddy Warbucks. You will notice in her writing that Dad gets mentioned quite a lot. Glad that the family is close and all, but still—-time to cut the apron strings.

partytshirt April 16, 2009 10:28am

Blogolites…nice!!!

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