P Diddy is Classy



He has class.

P Diddy exudes class, and that's "class" pronounced "kless (Exaggerated cough suggesting feigned detachment)." He's Old School like that. We imagine P Diddy at home, under an ancient, dark amber-colored African mask, Dietrich Buxtehude's sacred music wafting into the room as he meditates Theravada Buddhist style. Or somesuch (Dismissive wave).

Seriously, when Diddy's not stopping his 12-year old from getting a "friction dance" from a sundry pro- 'ho, he's out spreading his own brand of "swelegance". Or trying to make Sienna Miller his very own "personal." This, from Liz Smith:

"P. Diddy busied himself drinking right out of a Champagne bottle, urging Forest to 'Lighten up . . . I want you to act up. You ain't acting like you won an Oscar.' With this, Diddy pushed his Veuve Clicquot bottle at the winner, saying, 'I'm shielding everybody from getting your picture. Go ahead, drink!'"

Right out of the champagne bottle. Nice. But we can thank God for small miracles, all told. At least he's drinking from the bottle these days. He used to bust them over rival's heads. Soon, if all progresses according to plan, he will actually use a glass and sip like the rest of us. Let's be patient.