The writer in charge of Amanda Seyfriend’s mini-interview with Vanity Fair referred to Ms. Seyfried as “very pale and very interesting,” which, I don’t know, sounds like a kind of a weird backhanded compliment or something. Typically anything described by journalists as “interesting” isn’t at all. And plus, I guess I’m more taken with this huge dog she’s posing with than I am with Amanda. [Vanity Fair]
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- Lindsay Lohan weirdly tweeted at Tom Cruise that she “had NO part” in the current Vanity Fair cover story about him auditioning possible wives … although LiLo’s name is never mentioned anywhere in the article. The Huffington Post reported the Lindsay met with Tom back in 2005, not Vanity Fair. But Lindsay explicitly denies talking to VF, which seems sort of weird she is suddenly injecting herself into it, no? And now I have a headache again for trying to make sense of Lindsay Lohan. [The Superficial, Us Weekly]
Vanity Fair releases its Best Dressed list annually in the September issue, and each year the results are less surprising than they are, well, wholly expected. It’s the typical Hollywood-meets-high society fodder: nubile French starlets, rap moguls, heiresses, oil magnates, real estate tycoons, athletes, and royalty regularly monopolize the coveted ranks without so much as batting a diamond-studded, private jet-flying eye. Really, nobody who makes the list particularly cares whether or not they make it, because they don’t have to. As for the top spot, well, that goes to Kate Middleton this time around — is there anything more predictable? Keep reading »
Fan BingBing is a major star in her native China, where she’s managed to eek out a dual career as both a film star and a pop singer. That means you can find her on multiple red carpets in a month, wearing multiple gorgeous and effervescent gowns.
This month, BingBing’s been granted a profile in Vanity Fair — a sign that her fame is in no way on the wane. In it, she admits to never leaving the house sans fards and having a particular penchant for red lipstick. Us too, lady, us too.
When she was a child, she fell in love with clothes — her mother owned a boutique. And it’s evident in the sartorial choices she makes these days. Check them out after the jump.
“Look at a picture of me before I was 15. I am a boy. I wore my brother’s clothes, dude! Not like I cared that much, but I remember being made fun of because I wasn’t wearing Juicy jeans. I didn’t even think about it. I wore my gym clothes. But it’s not like I didn’t care that they made fun of me. It really bothered me. I remember this girl in sixth grade looked at me in gym and was like, ‘Oh my God! That’s disgusting — you don’t shave your legs!”
— Kristen Stewart may prefer jeans and dirty sneakers in her downtime, but when it comes to the glossy, highly coveted cover of a magazine, the “Twilight” actress sure does clean up nicely. Stewart is an unlikely style icon, a rare breed who grapples to stay true to herself even when inundated with ideas of what she’s supposed to be like. It seems that the 22-year-old actress has even come to embrace her cover-girl side, and she plays the glamorous part better than we could ever have imagined when she first emerged on the scene as a messy-haired tomboy, but who’s counting? The upcoming July issue of “Vanity Fair” features Stewart glamorized to the utmost point in Paris, photographed by Mario Testino in avant-garde fascinators and lush gowns. The cover alone has me wanting more, more, more — I’m fascinated by Kristen and her dichotomy of soft, sensitive femininity coupled with headstrong boyishness. [Vanity Fair]
Last night, the Tribeca Film Festival kicked off with a party hosted by Vanity Fair, and dozens of celebs — including Dakota Fanning and Julia Louis-Dreyfus — turned out. The purpose of the Robert De Niro-founded fest is technically to promote films, but famous folk are really there to schmooze and party. Oh, and wear crazy clothes. Check ‘em out!
Is it just me, or was the beauty for this year’s Oscars kind of a bore? The ladies looked lovely as always, but for the life of me I couldn’t pick out a makeup look that really wowed. Maybe it’s because some of the real stunners, the young actresses who can afford to dare to stand out from the pack, skipped the ceremony entirely and made their way over to the Vanity Fair party a few hours early instead. Basically every time Elizabeth Olsen, who’s quickly becoming my favorite Olsen, leaves the house and is photographed, I subsequently covet to death whatever makeup she’s wearing — she always looks fresh-faced and pretty, never overdone. Predictably the Vanity Fair fête was no exception, but it was her appearance the night before at the Independent Spirit Awards that really stuck with me: the rose gold eyeshadow she sported is well on its way to becoming a major trend. The girls in Glamour‘s beauty department were one step ahead of me in identifying the frequency with which the gorgeously gilded shade has been worn. Let me tell you, I’ll take anything rose gold without question, but I’m really in love with it when swiped on lids. Here are the products you can use to get this celeb-approved look.
Don’t ask me how, but Vanity Fair and Juicy Couture came together last night to present the 20th anniversary of their Vanities bash, co-hosted by Shailene Woodley. The fête, intended as a pre-Oscars celebration, brought out a pretty random assortment of celebs, and some even more random outfits. Seriously, things were weird. Here’s the (very few) truly good, the bad, and the plentifulwhat the hell was she thinking.
Vanity Fair’s Annual Young Hollywood Issue Tucks Away Women Of Color, Renders Everyone Else Unrecognizable
Vanity Fair releases its Hollywood issue annually, but this year’s cover is unique in that it is the first of its kind to be shot by famed photog Mario Testino. His technique translates beautifully to the cover, though it’s not immediately apparent that it’s his work. The 11 young actresses featured are dressed impeccably, draped in silky pastels and exuding a sensuous, past-century boudoir air. Ever concerning, though, is the fact that hardly any of the starlets are recognizable. Aside from Rooney Mara, whose angular 1920s bob and sullen features make her easily identifiable, the rest of the girls bear little resemblance to, well, themselves. Keep reading »