Well if the Murda Bizness fails to take off, Iggy Azalea can always fall back on modelling. The statuesque rapper from a mud hut in Mullumbimby is the new face of Levi’s 'Go Forth' campaign, posing for atypically family-friendly photo series shot by photographer Aaron Stern in Brooklyn.
Earlier this year Iggy signed with US agency Wilhelmina, and has since been setting out to prove that she makes as good a model as she does an on-point rapper and perpetual target for equally stunning rhyme spitter Azalea Banks.
The Levi’s campaign pitches the idea that getting dressed in an empowering action, calling for denim devotees to approach their jeans in the way that they would a suit of armour. The somewhat obscure language incites: “You follow your heart, follow the leader, you’re the leader. Are you joking, are you breaking, are you shaking? You’re the next living leader of the world. You’re a kid. Holding on to the thread. That holds it together. This is a pair of Levi’s.”
Iggy’s own take on the campaign’s central theme is only slightly less confusing: “You put on your Levi’s jeans and you go forth throughout your day and inspire people to chase your dreams.”
Unless she’s putting out a call to action for other 20-somethings to start hollering about Pu$$y we presume she means to inspire people to chase “their” dreams, but less ambiguous is the fact that Iggy looks like a veritable babe. Ditching her streamlined high pony for a bed hair and conservative-sexy denims, Iggy delivers a powerful slap in the face to Elite Models (the prestigious agency reportedly and inexplicably told Iggy she was too fat to model).
Iggy will shoot her third cover as a model next month.
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Say what you want about Vogue Italia, but it’s one of the few fashion magazines out there that dares to be different, whether you like it or not. The October issue features model Meghan Collison in an image by Steven Meisel in which her face stands out startlingly clear in the midst of some sort of underwater effect. Some forum members thought the cover went “Above and Beyond” as the caption suggested, while others thought the magazine had sunk to new depths.
MulletProof posted that this is “easily the best cover VI has put out this year,” and she wasn't the only one who thought so.
“What a fantastic cover, love everything about this,” Miss Dalloway commented. “The effect like she is underwater, except for her face, looks great, and she has the face to pull it off.”
“Nice to see some innovation on a cover for a change,” HeatherAnne wrote. “I can only do with so many beach backdrops, plain studio backdrops, etc.”
KissMiss was among those who just didn’t get it. “OMG! This looks awful… they need to get a new photoshop team… whatever they tried to achieve, it did not work,” he decided.
Mistress_f called the cover shot “amazingly weird,” a phrase that I think bridges the gap between those who love and hate this cover. “Amazingly weird” can be interpreted however you want it to be, and I’m going to say that in this case, amazingly weird is a good thing.
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Sometimes you have to call a spade a spade, especially when it's a racist spade. Zadig and Voltaire may be a cool-ish young French label and they may be opening what's sure to be a cool-ish young hotel on the Left Bank, but that doesn't change the fact that founder Thierry Gillier said this really racist thing to a WWD reporter:
"This was a project dear to our hearts. It will be a slightly private hotel, not open to everybody, with 40 rooms. We are going to select guests. It won't be open to Chinese tourists, for example. There is a lot of demand in Paris — many people are looking for quiet hotels with a certain privacy."
Way to discriminate against an entire nationality! That's the thing about fashion: everyone's always patting themselves on the back for being so forward-looking, but the prevailing attitudes are stupidly retrograde.
Gillier must have realized that he misspoke, because just a couple hours ago, WWD amended the original quote, replacing "Chinese tourists" with "busloads of tourists." (The original version was reported by a couple different outlets, including Vogue.co.uk, prior to the change.) WWD never fails to impress with its unwavering adherence to preserving its relationships with major brands. No wonder it's fashion's newsspaper of record.
Zading and Voltaire Fall 2012 ad via TFS Forums
You know, I've been wanting to talk to you.
You could have texted. I heard you and Lady Gaga text all the time.
I've just been very busy. We have this big project with Glee…
Right, very important stuff. Nepotism is so time consuming.
And how's the Twilight press tour been treating you?
I know it seems right now like you're the only person that's ever felt, but my hair hasn't always been so tidy and bobbed. It's seen unruly days of its own.
Oh come on, you expect me to believe you've ever, in your entire life, left the house without brushing your hair and dousing it in, like, a bottle of hairspray?
Just because I didn't release a statement …
Can it, the show's starting. But this conversation isn't over…
TO BE CONTINUED
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Ever since Sally Singer turned on her heel and
was pushed out due to lousy ad sales walked out of the T Magazine offices in August, everyone's been all like, "Is Deborah Needleman going to take her place?" The former EIC of the now-defunct but much beloved interiors publication, Domino, Needleman has spent the past two years editing The Wall Street Journal's style publication, WSJ, which has seen "mad ad growth" as the kids don't say, under her leadership, and it seemed like The New York Times so, so badly wanted her to pick up the pieces at T. Just a week ago, WWD reported that The Times had offered the T Magazine job to Needleman twice, and she'd turned them down both times.
I guess the third time really is the charm, because today's WWD reports that all of T Magazine's nagging paid off, and Needleman's jumping from WSJ's ship to T's immediately.
Speculation about what was in Needleman's Times offer is really … you know, speculation-y. The entire universe is just like, a giant Deborah Needleman love fest. Everywhere I go, people are all, "I love Deborah Needleman." "Oh, I LOVE Deborah Needleman." "You know who I love? Deborah Needleman." So much love in the world!
And so, considering all this love and also considering what a battle it was for The Times to hire her, her T Magazine package likely included something she couldn't refuse. Some possibilities:
A fountain of youth.
A genie in a bottle.
A philosopher's stone.
A goblet of fire.
The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
No GIFs, ever.
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There are lots of advantages to owning real estate, I'm guessing, but socialite Daphne Guinness could likely tell you all about the drawbacks. After buying her $15 million Fifth Avenue apartment in 2008, she proceeded to flood her downstairs neighbors three times with an overflowing bathtub, resulting in a legal battle which has lasted two years.
Even though Guinness offered to pay for damages, her neighbors Karim and Tina Samii did not take the floods in stride. They dropped a $1 million lawsuit, charging her with "emotional distress" and even attempting to legally bar her from bathing, ever again. If you're the kind of person that looks up to Daphne for her weird/amazing sense of style and high society antics, you'll likely admire her even more, now that you know she's so bad/good at taking baths, someone tried to make it illegal for her to soak in a tub.
This lawsuit business has been going on since 2010. In two years you can take a lot of awkward elevator rides and it must have been pretty unbearable, because the Irish-dry-stout heiress tried to sell her apartment earlier this year — at an over $1 million loss. (She quietly delisted four months ago and futher details haven't been made available.) The suit was finally settled, and fairly, it seems. Guinness won't have to pay $1 million dollars for causing a filthy rich couple "emotional distress" on account of some bathroom flooding, and she will also not be legally barred from bathing — although she will have to pay damages. The exact sum will be established at a later hearing.
So the moral of the story is: owning real estate is a serious headache. Sometimes it's lawsuits and tense encounters in the lobby and people trying to make it illegal for you to take a bath. I find the rental life far more satisfying: the tub's way too creepy for baths to ever be an appealing possibility (no spillage issues), the only time I hear from my neighbor is when I hear him having sex through the walls (that kind of closeness "breeds compassion," in the words of Lady Gaga), and I don't even have a lobby. Or an elevator. Downgrade, ladies and gentlemen. Simplify your lives.
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