Monday, 30 November 2009
Friday, 27 November 2009
And how to forget Maria Callas, the queen of them all! Her ego was by far greater than her voice, but she has remained one of the biggest cultural icons of all times.
But what does one need to become a great diva? After much thinking, I come to these conclusions:
1. Mystery. There's no possible way to be a diva if the whole planet knows (thanks to a bunch of cheap magazines) what you eat, how much you sweat when you jog around LA, how much money you spend on clothes, how big your house is... and specially, you cannot be a diva if everybody has seen you walking out of the supermarket wearing pink Juicy Couture sweatpants.
2. A distant attitude, not to be confused with being cold as ice. A diva knows she/he is a semigod and behaves in consequence. This doesn't necessarily mean being disagreeable. In fact being nasty is a bad taste trait that means you're just plain tacky.
3. The capacity of impressing everyone. This doesn't mean people should admire you, imitate you, or even like you. If you are a true diva you are above all that! You simply have to take their breath away.
5. Lots and lots of talent. Yeah, none of the above will make a diva out of you unless you're brilliant at what you do. It's a hard life after all...
But by then Hollywood had already had some silent film divas.
1. Let everyone know how many hours you spend in the gym, doing pilates and bikram yoga.
2. Botox and plastic surgery. Joan Collins is not a diva, she is a trashy icon.
3. Talk publicly about your sex life. You're supposed to be mysterious, not tell about one of the most intimate aspects of your life.
4. Let everyone know how vulgar you are by chewing gum with your mouth open or speaking with an awful accent, or just generally being horrible.
I think we need to bring divas back...
Thursday, 26 November 2009
Working for fashion magazines is sometimes a bit like trying perfume on at Le Bon Marché: you see so many beautiful things and get so much information about different brands, designers and events that, in the end, you feel just dizzy. But today, reading Dazed Digital (by far my favourite website in the world), I came across an outstanding article on Emma Lundgren, an accessories designer inspired by Swedish folkloric fashion and traditions, but with a Shoreditch edge. After studying at Central Saint Martins and interning with John Galliano, she is now concentrating in an MA at the Royal College of Art. She is also a talented textile designer. I love her graphic yet somewhat traditional works. I think she has a bright future ahead of her.
Tuesday, 24 November 2009
The green one is called Peppermint and it looks this cool.
Other similar alternatives can be found at Bourjois (for half the price) and Shu Uemura.
I've also seen this Sephora one. Turquoise can be beautiful, but I think it's too summery.
Monday, 23 November 2009
Sunday, 22 November 2009
Friday, 20 November 2009
Appearently, what she has done this time is saying something like "nothing tastes as good as being skinny". Obviously all the media and all the antianorexic organizations have made a whole scandal of it. What they forgot to mention was that, with that sentence, she was explaining her thoughts when she is tempted to eat too much. They also forgot to mention the rest of the sentence, that went: "Actually thinking like that never works for me". To be completely honest, I think that's what 80% of the girls in this planet think when too close to the biscuits jar... And, of course, for most of us, it never works (I'm stuffing myself with chocolate as I write this). Anorexic girls can interpret what Kate said in a destructive way, true. But then again anorexic people distort reality.
Anyway, I don't want to enter that debate, I find it incredibly boring. I just wanted to use it as an excuse to talk about Kate's flammable personality. People want her to be some sort of role model because around six billion girls try to imitate her in every possible way. She is an icon. But she herself has imitated some other icons... In the words of Cary Grant (much to my boyfriend's annoyance the most elegant man in history), "I pretended to be somebody I wanted to be until I finally became that person. Or he became me". Same with Kate.
A bit of Marianne Faithful's confusing sensuality,
Debbie Harry's rock & roll sense,