Director Lee Daniels’ new film “The Butler” chronicles the history of the White House through the eyes of an African-American butler named Cecil Gaines, played by Forest Whitaker. A lot of hot dudes, including Liev Shrieber and James Marsden, play the presidents, and Alex Pettyfer, perhaps typecast, plays a terrible sadistic landowner.
I don’t know if this movie is good or bad, but I was basically bawling after watching the trailer, so yeah, it’s that kind of film. Plus! Oprah’s in it! Oprah.
On Monday night, the film premiered in New York, and here’s what everyone wore.
Lindsay Lohan has completed rehab and I couldn’t be happier that she is sober and doing well. Nevertheless, between “Chelsea Lately” and “Oprah’s Next Chapter” it all seems a bit fast. Shouldn’t she be taking a break from the spotlight to work on her sobriety? Isn’t it obvious at this point that fame is at least a part of her issues? Oprah asks her if she is an addict, which obviously she is and what it’s like to have her name, Lindsay Lohan, synonymous with “child star gone wrong.” Bummer. Read more at College Candy…
I don’t really watch OWN, Oprah’s network-facing grasp at world domination, so I really miss my daily 4 p.m. check in with OWins. It seems I’m not the only one, as the folks over at Beloved have fashioned a sweatshirt from Ms. Winfrey’s face. Writ large across the body of the sweatshirt, this garment says, “I have no problems wearing someone else’s face all over my body.” If my life had gone in a different direction, one in which novelty sweatshirts were my main source of amusement, I would buy up everything on this site. [$59, Beloved]
Terry fucking Richardson, get your dirty, high-contrast hands off of Oprah Winfrey! [Photo: Terry Richardson/Harper's Bazaar]
As Gloria Steinem walks Oprah through the beautiful and elaborately decorated NYC apartment she’s lived in since 1966, it’s hard to imagine that until recently, she treated it as a temporary home. “For years and years and years I lived out of cardboard boxes,” says Steinem. “I was brought up to think you didn’t make a home [without] husband and children–you didn’t make it for yourself.” We’re glad she finally settled in, because it’s fascinating to get a glimpse into Steinem’s home life, from the travel mementos and feminist artwork to the living room where she launched Ms. Magazine. The sprawling apartment is worth millions now, but you won’t believe how much she paid for it when she and five of her single pals bought it in the late 80s (hint: it was less than a quarter of the price of Avril Lavigne’s wedding ring). Yep, time to cry. [Refinery 29]