Vogue China chose to honor its seventh anniversary issue, which also happens to be its 2012 September issue, with two versions of a multi-model foldout cover. Inez van Lamsweerde & Vinoodh Matadin photographed Liu Wen, Xiao Wen, Tian Yi, Daria Strokous, Lindsey Wixson, and Marie Piovesan in Prada and Louis Vuitton to mark the occasion. Despite what should have been a powerful combination of collaborators, this cover failed to garner much excitement in the Fashion Spot forums.
“The cast is nice and the styling is a hit, yet the result is mundane,” Jelavender commented. “A watered-down version of last year's annual celebration cover.”
Pricciao called the first glimpse at the issue “quite disappointing. Doing an anniversary issue (plus it's September) should make some statement. These covers just fall flat.”
“It seriously puzzles me how Vogue China can always choose such horrendous shots for their cover when their issues are always jam-packed with amazing editorials,” Psylocke mused.
With any luck the content will redeem the somewhat disappointing covers. It’s what’s on the inside that counts, right?
Today, for the second day in a row, a prestigious fashion magazine has released fashion pictures of Karl Lagerfeld's now officially overexposed kitten. Harper's Bazaar follows i-D with a Choupette shoot and an extended interview with her master.
If I take this opportunity to make a weird joke about eating cats, will you think I'm totally sick? Because I don't think I'm capable of saying any more about Choupette than I've already said, except for this one gross thing: if the Chanel designer keeps up his all-encompassing obsession with his new feline friend, some day — and soon! — Karl's going to eat his cat.
Here's how it'll happen: one night, they'll be alone together in the Kaiser's study, and the kitten will jump up onto her owner's desk. At first, she'll just delicately rifle through the papers he's working on with her paws, but then she'll start chewing them, licking the corners with her coarse animal tongue. Karl's veins will pulse, his entire body will spasm. He'll tear off his sunglasses, and in that moment, his demonic yellow eyes will meet Choupette's bright blue peepers. She'll mew pathetically and try to make a run for the door, but he'll clamp his hands over her furry little body and howl out the window. And then his head will spin around and around as if his neck were made of Play-Doh. And then — well, and then something really bad will happen, but I won't gross you out by talking about it here.
Image courtesy of Harper's Bazaar
While you were living your life, Lady Gaga's been busy harassing Anna Wintour to hand over a preview of the upcoming September Vogue cover. The pop star's going to great lengths, even threatening to detonate carb-rich and calorie-laden bagels on the pooch-conscious headquarters of America's foremost fashion magazine.
Earlier today, the big-heeled babe sent out a tweet to her over 28 million followers: "Don't worry I've been txting Wintour all morning trying to get that cover queens. next im sending bagels to VOGUE (complex carbohydrate war)."
Whether you want to lick Gaga's face or pretend she doesn't exist, admit it: you'd probably be equally impatient if your face were the one covering the all-important Vogue September issue. I don't think I'd mind being on the cover of Vogue, though I'd prefer Anna Wintour texting privileges. But mostly, I just wish someone would send me bagels. (Bagel, bagel. Bagel, bagel.)
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It’s very possible that we’ve just had enough of Terry Richardson and are totally over him and his work (though we can't seem to stop talking about him, weird). So much so that even Gwen Stefani could not redeem the cover he shot for Harper’s Bazaar’s September issue. Personally, I think it’s kind of pretty and different (maybe I’m blinded by my love of Gwen?), but most forum members had plenty to say to the contrary.
T-rex posted, “Gwen is beautiful and is able to shoot like a model, yet Bazaar insists on sticking her and other celebrities with a misogynistic photographer who isn't talented in the craft. Bazaar ought to take a page from Vogue who ditched Terry a few years ago.”
Marc10 commented, “The cover and editorial are awful. Gwen looks amazing because she IS amazing, but the photography and styling are beyond boring and basic. They could have done SO much better with her.”
Psylocke found multiple issues to complain about. “Why is the FASHION text as big as the title? Why does Gwen's face only take up about 10% of the cover when it's a close up? And why should we ‘Think Pink!’ for a Fall fashion issue?” she asked. “I feel like this cover is about everything but Gwen, all the text and the headpiece combined is just way too much; it takes the focus away from her and makes this look like a table of contents page more than a cover. It's also just a really unexciting shot anyway. The editorial is really bad, too. Gwen deserves better than that lazy styling… Gah, this is so bad, I'm losing my last bit of hope for Harper's Bazaar.”
If forum members are this critical of Harper’s Bazaar’s September issue, which is arguably supposed to be the best of the year, then what hope do we have for the other eleven issues?
You have to wait til October to watch Gossip Girl's final season, but you can totally just click the link at the end of this sentence to get your first look at the fashion. [FabSugar]
If you never wear your hair up, you just need to take one look at Rachel Bilson to realize you've been missing out. [BellaSugar]
Hedi Slimane talked about how everyone hates the YSL name change. In short, he thinks everyone should stop hating it. [Fashionologie]
Natalie Portman and Benjamin Millepied thought that marriage was a worthy institution so they entered it. [HollywoodDame]
KStew might be having a second affair because one is never enough. [StyleBakeryTeen]
On that note, Robert Pattinson will sit down for an interview with Good Morning America in NINE DAYS to talk about his feelings, possibly announce a search for a new girlfriend. [CelebDirtyLaundry]
Covergirl thought Pink's face would help sell cosmetics so they paid her some money to take her picture. [DailyStab]
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In my own life, I've noticed that whenever someone gets a cat for the first time, they become horrified by the futility of feline life. Particularly in cities, where few of their kind are allowed outside, domestic cats have a very narrow life: one can gaze out the window or peer out through the air vents of her cat carrier when she's taken to the vet — but for the most part, her world doesn't extend beyond her owner's apartment.
The cat eats, she sleeps and poops, and plays with toys, but to her sentient human master, her life lacks purpose, in an absolute and horrifying way. Unless she runs away and tried to make it on her own, the cat will never go to a party, she will never interview for a job, she will never fall in love.
Examining the circumstances of the pet's life sets the owner into a mild kind of existential despair. They wonder whether, despite all the trappings and distractions of the human world, the strivings and the disappointments, we may be all too similar to our feline friends, just eating and sleeping and shitting and playing with toys. In short: we too will die/we too may be already dead.
I suspect that Karl Lagerfeld might be in the midst of such a crisis. There's no other way to explain his excessive attempts to attach meaning to his new kitten's meaningless life. We know the details: Choupette has two or three dedicated maids, she flies to St. Tropez in the cockpit with her pilot, she eats her lunch and dinner at the table with the Kaiser himself, she sees the vet for a check-up once every ten days.
As part of a special digital photo spread with i-D which went online today, the Chanel designer also revealed that his little kitten has her own private garden, for "chasing big flies." The Kaiser seems obsessed with making her the most famous cat in the whole world probably because, duh: he doesn't have to confront his own mortality. But sorry Karl, no matter how much you try to protect Choupette, and yourself, from her animal fate, she will still die. You will die, too!
But as for the photoshoots: thank you! The Internet is grateful for the distraction.