”[Lucian Freud] told me about when he was in the navy, when he was 19 or something, and he used to do all of the tattoos for the sailors. And I said, ‘Oh my God, that’s amazing.’ And he went, ‘I can do you one. What would you like? Would you like creatures of the animal kingdom?’ I mean, it’s an original Freud. I wonder how much a collector would pay for that? A few million? … If it all goes horribly wrong I could get a skin graft and sell it! It’s probably the only one on skin that’s still around, because when he was in the navy he was about 19. Can you imagine?”
— Considering the late, great artist‘s nude painting of Kate Moss sold for £3.9 million (Sienna Miller could learn a thing or two from Kate’s choice in pregnant portraiture), which equates to approximately $6.2 million, the morbid fact of the matter is that his etching of two swallows on the supermodel’s lower back would likely be worth exponentially more. (If people actually did that stuff, that is. Do they? Don’t tell me.) That is one fancy tramp stamp. [Huffington Post]
I would like to (firmly but gently) scold whoever reintroduced jumpsuits to popular fashion, because 99.99999 percent of the time the results are not only obscenely bad, but also infused with genuinely obscene cameltoe situations. I can’t, however, bring myself to hate on Diane Kruger in this embroidered lace version of the trend by Jason Wu ― the cut is actually flattering, but I don’t know if that has more to do with the garment itself or who’s wearing it. The German actress has shown us that she can take essentially any questionable look (even jaunty little caps!) and make it look like the best thing ever, so it doesn’t surprise me that this difficult silhouette becomes incredibly chic on her, especially when worn with the perfect simple accessories. Are you loving Diane’s take on the jumpsuit (I’ll admit, I kind of am), or would you rather see her in one of her many girly Chanel frocks?
Just because we’d rather not expose ourselves to the dangers of the Black Friday in-store fray doesn’t mean we won’t be shopping the sales from the comforts of our couches ― which, by the way, is where you’ll be able to find us for the next several days. We’ve scoured the very corners of the web to find the best holiday deals on clothes, home goods, and beauty products, and rounded them all up here. Keep reading »
You hate “Twilight,” right? Just seeing those stupid promotional posters hanging in the movie theatre where you went to see something super-intellectual like, oh, I don’t know, fucking “Argo” or something, gives you an innate visceral malaise. Well, you know who hates it more? Robert Pattinson. You know, the star of the whole damn thing? Yeah, well, he hates “Twilight.” He is sick to death of “Twilight.” Coincidentally, he would also like to break the hands and mouth of whoever coined the name “R. Pattz.” And he hates his life. And you absolutely must see R. Pattz Hates His Life, a Tumblr full of GIFs that demonstrate just how much Rob hates his life. And “Twilight.” He’s out of his mind and it is fantastic. That Kristen Stewart is a lucky girl. Livin’ the dream of all weirdos everywhere. [Robert Pattinson Hates His Life]
We generally pride ourselves on being perfectly composed and businesslike here at The Frisky offices
ahahahahahaha, but I think we can all agree that we’ve endured a rough couple of weeks. Mercury Retrograde has had its wicked way with us, and needless to say, there have been some tears. Quite a few, in fact. So many that we now consider ourselves well-versed experts in the art of looking good (read: halfway acceptable, maybe), even when we feel like absolute shit. Leaving the house may be the very last thing you want to do when you’re feeling godawful for whatever reason, yet part of any recovery process is getting out in the world and reminding yourself that, yes, life goes on … but we’ve got you covered should you find yourself breaking down in the produce aisle. We know. It happens.
It is fairly common knowledge that getting older directly corresponds with getting weirder. Karl Lagerfeld was pretty fucking weird to begin with, but now, at 79, I think it’s safe to say that the longtime Chanel designer is the weirdest. The Kaiser may not consider himself a “political person,” but he did take some interest in this year’s presidential election (didn’t everyone?), even awaking early the following day in anticipation of the results. “Inspired” by the subject of President Obama, Karl celebrated the Democratic win in the way he knows best: by illustrating the POTUS in chef whites (using Shu Uemura makeup, because duh) bearing a cake in the shape of the White House. The handwritten caption reads, in German: “The Biggest Chef in the World: 10 X 5 Stars.” I’m sure there must be something to this metaphor, but it is 100 percent lost on me. [WWD via The Gloss]
Ooh, girl, no. Top, pants: totally fine on their own, but you know Oscar de la Renta only intended for them to be worn at the same time by his grandmother.
My personal makeup mantra is all eyelashes, all the time, so when it comes to wild and crazy lash looks, I generally jump right on board. Still, I don’t know how I feel about this thick, separated effect on the lower lid. “Once Upon a Time” star Ginnifer Goodwin sported what appears to be a pretty serious set of bottom falsies at last night’s American Music Awards for an extreme look that leaves me lukewarm.
I avoid even putting mascara on my lower lashes because it makes my almond-shaped eyes seem way smaller, and I think it has the same effect on Ginnifer’s similar eye shape — it really closes the eye. The reason it looked so striking and gamine on sixties icons like Twiggy and Jean Shrimpton is because they had big, round eyes that they punctuated with such lashes, skirting the magical eye-shrinking illusion altogether. I don’t think it necessarily looks bad on Ginnifer, but it definitely overwhelms her petite features. Put it this way: it’s more “interesting?” than “pretty.” Am I just projecting my own small-eye insecurities, or do you agree that these severe lower lashes are too much of a good thing?
I am not what one would call a fickle person. For example, I’m loyal to the point of stupidity, and have been known to listen to the same song on repeat for months at a time without growing tired of it. My skin, on the other hand, could not be more capricious. One day I’m oily and prone to breakouts, and 24 hours later I’m red, irritated, and impossibly flaky. As it gets colder my skin becomes especially prone to such terrible sensitivity, and many moisturizers meant for dry, sensitive skin turn my face into — you guessed it — a pimply grease slick, which is exactly as gross (and potentially flammable) as it sounds. After several weeks of using LUSH Celestial Facial Moisturizer, I’ve nary a zit or dry spot in sight. Overzealous use of retinol acne treatments? Made out with someone with a particularly prickly beard? Rubbed faces with your cat too much? Celestial’s got you covered, and it’s even — gasp — light enough to use during the day. And the scent? It’s incredibly light and strangely delicious, thanks to a combination of vanilla water, almond milk, and orchid extract. Take it from me, a bonafide tried-it-all skincare junkie: Celestial is an absolute dream. [$24.95, LUSH]
Generally Acknowledged Life Truth: Keira Knightley is so beautiful it’s stupid. We’ve been loving all of her “Anna Karenina” premiere looks, but we think this one, with its sleek, perfect cat eye and pink lipstick, has taken the cake so far. Find out what you need to channel Keira’s romantic flair, after the jump… Keep reading »