Musician Pete Doherty is one of my favorite misunderstood anti-heroes, a true artist and transcendent thinker whose messages are often sadly sacrificed to his drug-addled lifestyle. He said it best in one of his own songs: “I’m so clever, but clever ain’t wise.” His inconsistencies are glaringly apparent, but Pete is openly, unapologetically who he is, and he’s so damn compelling!
His most publicized relationship goes without saying (I’ll just say it anyway, Kate effing Moss!) but he also happened to be a great friend (and predictably terrible influence) of the late Amy Winehouse. Together they created a series of bizarre, likely crack-fueled YouTube videos and I guess they made art together, too, because as part of an auction filled with his belongings, Pete is auctioning off a painting that he claims incorporates Amy’s blood. Yes, the musician says that his work, “a portrait of his band The Libertines,” was created with the help of his young son and the deceased siren. Amy’s mark is on the right side, next to where it says “Ladylike,” which is also the title of the painting. The piece is anticipated to fetch over £80,000 ($104,000 US) when it’s sold later this week in London. Of all the oddities Pete and Amy created together, why, oh, why couldn’t just one of them have been a song? [Hint]
It grieves me to see Nicolas Sarkozy leave French office, and why? Because I am positively enraptured by his wife (okay, fine, I’m also really worried about what this means for anti-Semitism in France). Her life (and Wikipedia page) reads like a dramatic novel: a nine-year-old heiress to a tire fortune moves to Paris to flee a wave of kidnappings by a revolutionary group active in Italy and later leaves her prestigious art school at age 19 to become a model. I’m sorry, is that a bit of an understatement? In the ’90s, Bruni earned an average of $7.5 million a year working for houses such as Christian Dior, Givenchy, Yves Saint Laurent, and Chanel, which landed her well among the ranks of the highest-paid fashion models. She dated both Eric Clapton and Mick Jagger at varying points during her career before quitting fashion in 1997 to become an incredibly successful pop singer in France.
Carla Bruni has always been influential, to say the least, but her worthy presence in the gossip pages was all but solidified in 2007 by her marriage to the newly divorced Sarkozy after a four-month courtship. The star underwent a sort of moral metamorphosis (before meeting Sarkozy, she had proclaimed herself as “forever left wing”) and has been tabloid fodder since, yielding criticism from every direction. Her luxe wardrobe sparked controversy as the nation succumbed to a recession, not to mention the publication of compromisingly risqué photographs from her modeling days. As far as First Ladies go, I daresay Bruni is — was — as scandalous as they come. She’s also the most chic, with a predisposition to innately glamorous, infinitely expensive dressing. Keep reading »
Who did this to you, Tom? Was it Gisele? You can tell me. Did she do this to you? Did she use mousse? Spray gel? Oh, Tom, don’t cry. Relax, put the blowdryer down. It’s going to be okay.
The Met Ball is, in many ways, bigger and brighter than all of the awards shows combined. While the Academy honors excellence in film, the gala honors glamour in its purest form. Each year there’s a “topic” of celebration — last night extolled the parallels of Miuccia Prada to the late great Elsa Schiaparelli; last year’s subject was the inimitable Lee Alexander McQueen — and each year it’s up to the young and the beautiful to bring it. Good sense and humility takes a night off, and the most illustrious names in both the silver screen and the backstage dust off their boldest, most eye-catching, sometimes straight up cray looks. It is the Met Gala, after all, and if you’re not planning on blowing the roof off of the fashion stratosphere, then why bother going at all? Keep reading »
I’m having an unimaginably difficult time believing that spring is upon us, let alone the fact that summer is a little more than a month away, but the weather forecast says it’s true: it’s getting Hot in Herre. Yeah, just a little 2002 throwback right there. Anyway, I’m not really an outdoors person, so with the change of seasons I’m mostly concerned with what I’m going to wear. Like, really concerned — I live in constant fear of being too hot or too cold. When the temperatures start hitting the top of the chart, it comes time to keep things cool with cutoffs and tank tops. Thing is, I have an irrational neuroses about my armpits: I want them safely hidden in a sleeve of sorts. This gets a little weird, especially in the context of pounding the boiling pavement of a New York City summer, so I’ve taken to investing in a certain type of top. I like them short-sleeved (but not capped!), loose-fitting, and diaphanous in easy, breezy fabrics, but not too sheer or gauzy lest they be too easily destroyed. Is that too much to ask? Whether you share my armpit-phobia or are just in search of a more work-friendly alternative to casual tanks, look no further.
I first discovered the Italian label Brandy Melville during a trip to Santa Monica last summer. I was strolling along the Third Street Promenade when I came across the store, and I had an instinctual reflex to go in. Immediately. From the aesthetics and quality of the trendy clothes, I thought they would have exorbitant price tags like that of a similarly styled shop, LF. Not so — think boutique looks at just above Forever 21 prices. All of the clothes, except denim, are one-size-fits-most, subscribing to a loose-fitting, laid-back philosophy that made me want to buy everything. When I came back to New York, I was thrilled to discover their Soho store, but to my chagrin their online retailing was little more than an intro page. Sometime in the last six months, they gave it a revamp to offer e-commerce, so now Brandy is available to everyone. The one-size mantra makes it beyond easy to shop tanks, tops, and dresses, and I couldn’t be happier. Here are my ten favorite summer-ready pieces available online right now.
It can be hard to shop for our moms — they always claim that they don’t want nor need anything, which really doesn’t leave us with many options. So what do you get for the woman who has everything? Beauty products, duh. Your mom might be the earthy type who isn’t interested in makeup or material possessions … and she’s probably better for it. But for the rest of them, the ones who, like us, can’t wait to get their hands on the latest product or are always researching the latest anti-aging innovations (regardless of how often you tell her she doesn’t look a day over 25), the possibilities are endless. Whether your mom is a lipstick girl, a bonafide beauty aficionado, or just a lady who loves a great scent, we have a gift for you. She’s going to love it.
Hellooooo, Scarlett! Disregarding the fact that, like, everyone and their corgi seems to be getting a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, Scarlett nailed it in Preen yesterday at her ceremony. Nailed it! I haven’t seen her look this good since before her busted Sean Penn days. This is how you do it.
At 21 years old, Edie Campbell leads one charmed life. The doll-faced Brit may not be quite so familiar on our shores, but it seems like it may be only a matter of time before she’s ubiquitous. Vogue Italia calls her a “supermodel-prodigy” — at just 18, Edie caught the eye of Mario Testino, who cast her alongside Kate Moss in the season’s Burberry campaign, with Marc by Marc Jacobs following soon after. She’s walked for such high fashion names as Hermès, Thakoon, and Cacharel, and you may even recognize her as having closed the spring/summer Chanel couture show in Paris, which is no small feat for a girl who’s only five foot seven. It’s not only through her editorial talent that Edie has garnered attention — she has the kind of personal style, unique to the bottom line, that’s irresistible to fashion editors and tastemakers alike (hello, top of Tatler’s Best Dressed list).
Disregarding the fact that I want to steal literally everything this girl has ever worn, I’m particularly charmed by this ensemble she wore to last night’s Veuve Clicquot Season Launch Party in London. Her interesting printed blouse and slouchy shorts are perfect for spring and summer, while the long coat adds contrast with its austere cut. Edie is a leggy little grasshopper, but the proportions of her outfit are flattering for any shape or size. I’ll show you how to recreate a similar look, after the jump. Keep reading »
For those of you who have been up at night, tortured by the fact that neon nail polish is illegal but not knowing why, you’re not alone. After the original article in More left us with more questions than answers, the Daily Mail got on the case to figure out once and for all why truly neon lacquer can’t be produced in the United States. Keep reading »