“She had the nerve to make her own rules for everyone on set, demanding that no one stare at her or even be in posession of cell phones when she was around,” hissed an on-set insider to Star. Now keep in mind darlings, these were Vogue stylists. Not some rag-tag gang at the Sears portrait studio. They’re used to working with true A-list celebs, not some plastic surgery addict who’s famous for her bedroom behavior.
Even worse, KK played nice only when Anna Wintour was around.
“As soon as Anna left, Kim went back to her diva ways,” continued the spy, adding that KK wouldn’t STFU about how fat she was and whined over not being able to fit into the clothes. But I guess that problem was solved thanks to the magic of Photoshop, n’est ce pas, minions?
Do you totes believe that KK was a royal bitch on the set of her shoot? Or would this be the one place where even she would check her ego at the door?