“I am on the limit of chubbiness because I love my food and my wine. It’s not the best for fashion, but it’s good for my mood. I am happy because I eat … If you don’t eat carbs, you slow your metabolism down. And you know what? You look miserable. The truth is I just don’t have the drive to be the prettiest and the thinnest. I can be happy for other people for their beauty. Learn to be happy for others and you can never run out of happiness.”
— I guess nobody’s perfect, not even Salma Hayek: the 40-year-old actress has been going on at length recently about her “chubbiness,” even referring to herself earlier in this Harper’s Bazaar UK piece as “dyslexic, short, and chubby.” While I agree with a lot of what Salma is saying here — it’s difficult to enjoy life when you live to be thin — calling herself chubby doesn’t really accomplish anything but, um, making everyone else feel kind of awful. Seriously, a world in which Salma Hayek’s body is considered undesirable is a world I do not want to live in. [Celebitchy] [Photo: Paola Kudacki/Harper's Bazaar]
Confession: I haven’t seen a Keira Knightley movie since “Love Actually,” but I’ll gladly own up to my weakness for the actress any day. How could I not, what with her impeccable bone structure? It also helps that, for all of Keira’s delicate features and compelling roles
(but also not really), she manages to come across in the press as the delightfully witty, irrepressibly potty-mouthed British best friend of my dreamz.
Her feature in the September issue of Harper’s Bazaar UK is no different: a charming interview laced with obscenities and a sumptuous editorial is all I could ever wish for, and Keira certainly doesn’t disappoint. The opulent styling envisions the “Anna Karenina” star as “a modern-day Guinevere,” replete with a glamorous Gothic appeal that really speaks to the half-Russian in me. Keira wears the season’s difficult deep plum lipstick to unrivaled success, and I would sell my soul for that feather stole or cape or coat or whatever it is she’s got going on there. Any takers? No? Fine. Additional photos after the jump! [Celebitchy] Keep reading »
Oh, let me count all the ways I hate Kiernan Shipka. (And by hate I mean love.) She has a sense of humor. She’s got badass Chanel shoes. She wears capes. Her hair braid is freaking adorable. She makes her own clothes. She loves Helena Bonham Carter’s style. And she got to keep the wardrobe department’s backup pair of white go-go boots from that episode where Sally Draper bought some very ’60s shoes, because, duh, every 12-year-old needs a pair of white go-go boots. Oh God and she’s on Twitter at @KiernanShipka. BRB, begging her to be my little sister. [YouTube]
First, Xuedan “Diana” Wang sued Hearst Magazines, alleging that her internship with the company’s Harper’s Bazaar wasn’t what she signed up for. According to a lawsuit Wang filed, she claimed that she worked up to 55 hours a week, doing things like delivering fashion samples and doing tons of menial work.
Incredibly, she was hired by someone else as an intern — jewelry designer Fenton Fallon. And now she’s suing them. Wang says she was hired as a “press intern” but was asked to make jewelry for the label instead. Keep reading »
Harper’s Bazaar is really bringing it with this “…In 24 Hours” feature (last month’s issue covered the Kaiser) and I’m loving it. I mean, where else are you going to get a first-person, day-long diary straight from the pens of fashion’s biggest bold-faced names? I think one of the primary reasons they thrill me is that they tend to recall the intro scene of “American Psycho,” which I find so delightful.
The segment followed Tom Ford, then Karl Lagerfeld, and I reveled in knowing the daily routines (and, I’m not going to lie, the products) of these design icons. I was beside myself this morning to find Donatella Versace as the column’s next subject. Keep reading »
Honestly, it took us forever to figure out the famous lady on the cover of the Russian edition of Harper’s Bazaar. She barely, barely looks like herself, thanks to copious amounts of airbrushing and (perhaps) plastic surgery. Also, a strange lipstick color. Still not sure who the famous face is? Click for the answer after the jump!
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I get such a kick out of Karl. After casually poking fun at, like, everyone who isn’t Karl Lagerfeld last week, the kaiser is back and biting with a first-person Harper’s Bazaar feature that documents his life in 24 hours. If you’re sensitive to the shameless bourgeois, skip it, because I swear to god this article reads like a Bret Easton Ellis novel… and hilariously, awesomely so. However alienating he may be, Karl and I do have one thing in common: we refer to our cats as being “very refined.” After the jump, check out some of my favorite quotes from the feature. [Harper's Bazaar] Keep reading »
Not only can Taylor Swift sing, but she can also own the hell out of a magazine cover, as evidenced in both the February issue of Vogue and her latest turn on the front of Harper’s Bazaar Australia. I’m always pleasantly surprised by just how beautifully she photographs for high fashion; it really is kind of a paradox considering the brand of sweet country music she creates. She looks grown-up and believable in the clothes that she’s wearing, not at all like she’s playing dress up. It makes me want to like her more than I do… which is not that much, especially now that she’s rumored to be courting Tim Tebow, who makes me feel like crying. [Celebitchy]
In the 1976 film “Taxi Driver,” Jodie Foster plays Iris, a teenage prostitute with whom Robert DeNiro’s Travis Bickle forms a bond. The film–and Foster–received criticism for having such a young girl play the role: Foster was just 13 at the time. Still, apparently fashion mag Harper’s Bazaar finds “Taxi Driver”‘s central relationship not creepy, but sweet–which is why they’ve posed teen actress Chloe Moretz here with Keanu Reeves in a scene reminiscent of the film. Moretz, only 14, admitted that she’s still too young to appreciate “Taxi Driver.” “My mom won’t let me watch it,” she told the magazine. Maybe she shouldn’t be emulating the character then, either? [Harper's Bazaar]
My friends and I have always loved Beyonce’s figure — and specifically her thighs — because she has more of a real body than most super stick-thin celebs. We call her legs tree trunk legs because they’re muscular as hell. You’d figure all that dancing and bootyshaking she does means her stems are pretty strong. So why in the crap did Harper’s Bazaar make her legs up and disappear? They seem to have been whittled down into two insignificant toothpicks.