Raf Simons says, "The Chanel woman? I don't even need to see, I smell her from round the corner, but I don't recognize the Dior woman." He intends to change this, and vite. [Fashionologie]
Decoding what people actually mean when they thank you for a gift. Always good times. [SheFinds]
Liv Tyler assures me that the only thing missing from my life is a pair of high red heels. [FabSugar]
Kate Middleton's nurse killed herself following a prank call to the hospital by a pair of Australian DJs. Woah. That is really sad. [FashionETC]
Just because you're hungover doesn't mean you have to look hungover. Except if you have a job where part of the professional etiquette requires looking hungover. In that case, carry on looking all wan and miserable. No, I'm sorry, that job doesn't exist, so it's really in your best interest to click through. [BellaSugar]
- Jessica Biel and her bangs covered Elle's January Issue. I think she's my favorite of the super shiny pseudo-terrible actress starlet celebrites. (Sorry K-Stew, but at least you're a close second!) [AmyGrindhouse]
1) Gruber is filming a pilot for a reality TV show, so steel yourself. "There's a lot of drama in his life. I mean, he is a cross between Kim Kardashian and Honey Boo Boo," says the Florida-born former soldier's new boyfriend, Hollywood fixture John Luciano.
2) Nothing actually does come between Gruber and his Calvins: he still wears them. More from the strangely forthcoming Luciano: "The most intimidating thing is having sex with your boyfriend and pulling down his pants and his ex-boyfriend's name is staring you right in the face."
3). Calvin Klein sounds like the world's Worst Ex-Boyfriend, a term I don't use lightly. Here's what happened when Klein gave Gruber a $250K love-gift in the form of a Bentley Supersport, which Gruber selected: "It was my baby, [but Calvin] never liked it, and called it, in his words, 'a Chanel handbag.' He called it that because the stitching inside was quilted."
The Post continues:
I don't think I want to know any of these people. I'd take a $250,000 car, though, if someone threw it at me. Or just $250,000, full stop. I promise not to use it towards a Chanel handbag.
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After giving birth to her second child, a little girl named Vivian Lake (so Hollywood!), with footballer and husband Tom Brady, Gisele Bundchen Facebooked it, like stat. I don't think I've seen fingers that tiny through an Instagram filter before. It's adorable, I guess. What an epic way to launch a modelling career.
Here's Gisele's statement:
Congratulations to the parents for so successfully procreating: Gisele and Tom also have a son, Benjamin Brady, who turns three years old this weekend. Brady had his first child, John, with ex-girlfriend Bridget Moynahan in 2007.
Image via Gisele Bundchen FB
Page Six worked insanely hard to break through Girls actress Allison Williams' media-trained shell, and here's what they got: Williams loooves Tina Fey and once worked as her assistant's assistant (amazing that you need to use nepotism to get that terrible job!), and she's left-handed.
Here's how she responds to questions about her romantic life: "I'm not gonna talk about that."
Bad date stories: "I'd rather not get into that territory."
Bad breakups: "It's so specific — obviously I've never been in that exact situation."
Page Six threw its hands up in the air and decided to ask "something innocuous. Where in Manhattan does she live?"
The charming response: "I think I'd rather not say."
And the most shocking thing she could think of to reveal about herself, I've already spoiled for you: "I'm left-handed!" Oh gee, a southpaw. How does she sleep at night?
Major A+ to Page Six for persistence. Full profile here.
Image: Jim Wright for Page Six Magazine.
I think the whole point of Art Basel Miami is to make people that live in New York City find out how culturally chauvinistic and myopic New Yorkers must seem to people that live in other parts of the country every other week of the year.
Not that I'm even allowed within a one mile radius of any lavish parties, but knowing that they happen in the same city does sometimes give me this warm "it's all going to be okay, the world does actually exist" feeling. You know, like: Maybe Jay Z will be in my subway car today, probably not but maybe — there's a chance!
So, one of the really cool (cool-ish) things that happened in Miami last night was a party hosted by Dior Homme's Kris Van Assche, Bruce Weber, and Stefano Tonchi of W Magazine (oh boyyssss) to celebrate the premiere of a film by Bruce Weber called Can I Make the Music Fly, made exclusively for Dior Homme. (The event was also an opportunity to celebrate Miami's new Dior Homme boutique.)
I'm posting the first clip from the film Dior made available today, because it's wonderful. As fashion films go, it's a pleasure to watch — it even made me feel better about how my day was going. A rare feat for something that's essentially a branding platform. A lot of credit for that is due to the music, "Dialogue for Jazz Combo & Orchestra" composed by Howard Brubeck. It's always such a treat when someone plops some beautiful music down in front of you and is just like, "Go listen!"
Here you go — go listen!
With her January 2013 Vogue UK cover (pictured), Kate Upton's high fashion status is no longer debatable. I don't think we can even debate about whether or not it's debatable. The world wanted more real, honest-to-goodness supermodels, and whether you like her or hate her, Upton is it.
Consider this: her year in magazine covers began with Sports Illustrated's Swimsuit Issue and ended with Vogue Italia. In between, she earned cover credits with Muse, GQ, CR Fashion Book, Jalouse, and Cosmopolitan. In short: holy range.
She also shot at least thirteen additional fashion editorials, including three with big cheese American Vogue. She just wins. At this point, however the haters feel about her is irrelevant. To them, I say: Good luck finding a newsstand that isn't beaming out her face.
There are reasons to be uncertain about Kate Upton's rise: Her conventionally "sexy" body isn't common in the more high-brow parts of fashionland, but her appeal isn't just carnal. Here she is on the cover of Vogue UK, covered up in a simple white Alaia dress, practically shielding her boobs from the camera, and she still looks spectacular. Not sure whether she's "the model who keeps it real," but "haters gonna hate," for sure.
Image via TFS Forums