What happened to Tom Brady, and I don't mean his quarterbacking which is better than ever.
I was watching his post game interview last night at the gym and couldn't concentrate on what he was saying because I had trouble recognizing him.
We used to have this look...the beautiful yet bad boy jock with the spurned girlfriend and illegitimate son
Who fell in love with a supermodel, got married and started a family
and seemed to have a rather normal domestic happy married life
with a new baby, maturity and thinning hair
But now what's with the long hair?
Has his Boston basic jock style become boring?
Has Giselle Brazillionized him?
Or has he just had the deep need to revert to his youth
before the responsibilities of being a husband, father and superstar quarterback weighed heavily on his life
Is the Justin Bieber hair just a manifestation of this?
I don't know, I'm just asking the question.
Showing posts with label celebrity nonsense. Show all posts
Showing posts with label celebrity nonsense. Show all posts
Wikileaks Celebrity TV Style
And who better than SNL to give Julian Assange his 15 minutes of fame
Happy Monday!
h/t the daily caller
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Certain Celebrity Style or My Problem With Blogging
A long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away I worked in the financial services field for a division of an uber bank. What was instilled into me at that firm through its rigorous training programs was to know what you are talking about, to have an opinion and to be able to back it up. As all of you know by now, I have an opinion. In fact I have lots of opinions and that's one of the reasons that I started this blog with a pseudonym.
But now, three years later I realize how careful I have to be about what I write here. Conflicts of interests are always present. There is what I need to do for business and what I really think.
Take for example my love hate relationships with fashion/style magazines. There are some magazines that I enjoy reading, such as ELLE and others that are so syrupy in their celebrity sycophancy that they make me cringe. Yet cringing or not, I still want to see my product displayed in their glossy pages.
Like I said, conflict of interest.
Sometimes I seriously consider starting another blog, with an even more obscure pseudonym where I could voice my opinions more honestly. If I had that blog I would probably write about the September issue of a highly popular fashion/style magazine which included an article about "celebrity designers". The "celebrity designers" in this article were a middle aged pop star, who recently celebrated her 52nd birthday, and her 13 year old daughter with the name a Saint and the nickname of a demimonde. According to the article her gal pal Stella McCartney solicits fashion feedback from her 13 year old child. Really Stella, is this the best that you can do?
Can anyone out there tell me what any 13 year old, precocious, entitled, spoiled, celebrity daughter or not, really has to say about fashion. In the back of my mind I'm thinking STFU about style, get out of your closet and go read a book or twenty.
But in our material world, because we are all material girls,
celebrities now make up our new Pantheon of Gods.
Everything we need to know we can learn from celebrity magazines...our new Oracle of Delphi
Isn't it enough already that we slather over them....and solicit their opinions on everything from environmental policy to international relations to economic strategy to fashion.
Do we have to bow down to their teenage daughters as well?
(Please note that in no way do I blame the child. It's the mother pushing he child into the media spotlight that I find disturbing.)
But now, three years later I realize how careful I have to be about what I write here. Conflicts of interests are always present. There is what I need to do for business and what I really think.
Take for example my love hate relationships with fashion/style magazines. There are some magazines that I enjoy reading, such as ELLE and others that are so syrupy in their celebrity sycophancy that they make me cringe. Yet cringing or not, I still want to see my product displayed in their glossy pages.
Like I said, conflict of interest.
Sometimes I seriously consider starting another blog, with an even more obscure pseudonym where I could voice my opinions more honestly. If I had that blog I would probably write about the September issue of a highly popular fashion/style magazine which included an article about "celebrity designers". The "celebrity designers" in this article were a middle aged pop star, who recently celebrated her 52nd birthday, and her 13 year old daughter with the name a Saint and the nickname of a demimonde. According to the article her gal pal Stella McCartney solicits fashion feedback from her 13 year old child. Really Stella, is this the best that you can do?
Can anyone out there tell me what any 13 year old, precocious, entitled, spoiled, celebrity daughter or not, really has to say about fashion. In the back of my mind I'm thinking STFU about style, get out of your closet and go read a book or twenty.
But in our material world, because we are all material girls,
celebrities now make up our new Pantheon of Gods.
Everything we need to know we can learn from celebrity magazines...our new Oracle of Delphi
Isn't it enough already that we slather over them....and solicit their opinions on everything from environmental policy to international relations to economic strategy to fashion.
Do we have to bow down to their teenage daughters as well?
(Please note that in no way do I blame the child. It's the mother pushing he child into the media spotlight that I find disturbing.)
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business,
celebrity nonsense,
fashion magazines
Savvy Shopping - A Father's Day Suggestion For What Was The Sexiest Man Alive
Is this what happens to the Sexiest Man Alive after he signs on to raise a brood of 6 kids?
I think that Angelina needs spiff him up a bit by buying him this little black diamond wedding band for a Father's Day gift with a minute amount of her earnings from SALT.
Black Diamond Band Designed by Bez Ambar $2550 (retail $9,800)


Angelina, just gets better and better.
Perhaps she should have a few more kids.
It's All About US...Sort Of

The ring on the left side of the page,
the "less" look Sapphire and Diamond Ring in Platinum from Beladora
for a ridiculously low price of $3650
is shown as an alternative to Penelope Cruz's sapphire $40,000 sapphire and diamond ring.
Our thanks to Niki Ostin of PRlab
Wherever You Go - There You Are
Yesterday, a happy Sunday
Racing down the 405 freeway in the morning to get to Laguna Beach where the sky was blue and the tide was crazy high
Cafe creme and croissants at Jean Paul's bakery
Later lunch with an ocean view at the Coyote Grill
And then a quiet afternoon, sitting in the sun in my mother's spring garden
Racing down the 405 freeway in the morning to get to Laguna Beach where the sky was blue and the tide was crazy high
Cafe creme and croissants at Jean Paul's bakery
Later lunch with an ocean view at the Coyote Grill
And then a quiet afternoon, sitting in the sun in my mother's spring garden

admiring her roses
and her blackberries
and her lavender


My mother had just returned from her vacation in Europe and she had a bunch of French magazines that she had bought for the flight home from Paris.
You know the usual Marie Claire, Vogue etc.
But in the group was a magazine that I had never seen before
with the tag line
Toutes Vos Envies Sont dans Envy
Sadly, it was frenchified version of OK or US magazine, complete with the usual celebrity nonsense....Kim Kardashian, Rachel Bilson, Victoria Beckham, Jessica Simpson, Beyonce, Jennifer Aniston,Tori Spelling, Lindsey Lohan, Jessica Alba...et al.
Kate Hudson & Cameron Diaz
La guerre est déclarée!
Belles et célibattantes: elles ont beaucoup en commun. Sûrement même un peu trop! Car depuis que Cameron sort avec l’ex de Kate, rien ne va plus...
Belles et célibattantes: elles ont beaucoup en commun. Sûrement même un peu trop! Car depuis que Cameron sort avec l’ex de Kate, rien ne va plus...
So even France is polluted with B and C list American celebrities.
Wherever you to...there you are. You can't escape the cult of celebrity worship.
Sad, non?
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france,
laguna beach
Mariah Carey's Wedding Ring - Words Fail Me

When Mariah Carey and her husband Nick Cannon said "I do" to each other for the third time at their Beverly Hills home on Friday, Cannon, 29, presented his wife of two years with an unusual piece of bling: a huge, diamond- and sapphire-encrusted bauble designed to look like a high-end, thoroughly inedible version of the classic children's "ring pop" candy.
The ring is made of white gold, diamonds, and pink sapphires, and comes in a special box with a "spinner" so "you can see it sparkle under the lights inside," according to Jason Arasheben, the CEO of the Jason of Beverly Hills jewelery store where Nick purchased the ring. The spinner is another feature reminiscent of ring pop candy rings, some of which had spinners.Cannon reportedly proposed to Carey in 2008 with a real diamond hidden in a ring pop candy wrapper.
De Gustibus Non Est Disputandum
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celebrity nonsense,
wedding jewelry
Around Town - The Los Angeles Antiques Show
Last night I was out and about with my fabulous client Sherry. Sherry is a major Beverly Hills party girl with a connoisseur's eye for fine estate jewelry. Basically she took me along as her chaperon, to keep her from getting into trouble with the all the bling and the boys at the opening night party at the Los Angeles Antiques Show.








The event was a super chic benefit to raise money for P.S. Arts which supports arts programs in the public school system.
P.S. Arts is supported primarily by the entertainment industry so no matter how impressive the antiques were, the people at the party were waaaay more gorgeous.
There was a nice celebrity turnout with Courtney Cox, Amber Valleta, Dita von Teese, Alexandra von Furstenberg, Marcia Cross, Lilly Collins and lots more.
(I was introduced to Lilly Collins last night by her mother Jill who I know through VRG and BHWC and I thought to myself what a lovely young girl. I had no idea that she played the role of the daughter in 'The Blind Side". If you haven't seen "The Blind Side" netflix it.)
SJP - Obviously Needs More Time At The Gym

she could look more like Madonna
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Marie Claire - Oh The Inanity
I have kind of a love hate thing going with Marie Claire magazine...which I have always viewed as a wannabe feminist fashion magazine. In addition to Tim Gunn who I adore, and some nicely shot fashion editorials followed by a 'look for less' types of montages, it has the usual articles about books, music, movies, careers and of course sex. As if every empowered young woman needs to read articles like "My Life in a Harem" because being a hooker for the Sultan of Brunei could be a viable career choice or "How I Planned A Menage A Trois" because apparently not all young women learned how to do that in college.
By now I assume that all of you have read about Marie Claire's 'daring' cover shot of Jessica Simpson posed without make-up.
There can be no debate, Jessica Simpson is certainly a very attractive woman. Still I'm betting that there was some photoshop in some of her pictures because really...nothing gets published without it.
And on the topic of publishing, in the article "What I love About Me" where Ms Simpson meets up with "real women" on the streets of Los Angeles and discusses what features they like about themselves. With 31 year old Shalini Patel we get this exchange:
SP: I'm fairly proud of my boobs.
JS: Me too! But I grew up wearing sports bras because I was so embarrassed. Now my breasts are like an accessory.
like an accessory, did she really say that?
God knows she has a great rack. And despite her huge net worth, she's no rocket scientist, so I'm guessing that she really did make that ridiculous remark.
But what I want to know is why Marie Claire would choose to publish something so completely inane?
By now I assume that all of you have read about Marie Claire's 'daring' cover shot of Jessica Simpson posed without make-up.

And on the topic of publishing, in the article "What I love About Me" where Ms Simpson meets up with "real women" on the streets of Los Angeles and discusses what features they like about themselves. With 31 year old Shalini Patel we get this exchange:
SP: I'm fairly proud of my boobs.
JS: Me too! But I grew up wearing sports bras because I was so embarrassed. Now my breasts are like an accessory.
like an accessory, did she really say that?

But what I want to know is why Marie Claire would choose to publish something so completely inane?
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celebrity nonsense,
fashion magazines,
Marie Claire
Enough Already - No More About Moore
Nailing it again, we've got Ms R with her post Empowered, Give me a break
Inevitably 98% of the covers will be trumpeting the good news (for it is) of some vaguely public figure, telling us how she is "finally" happy with her body. How she has FINALLY got the body she "WANTED." How she feels so pleased about it she is taking off her clothes and being photographed under strict lighting conditions and then having the life airbrushed out of her. But this is it: this is finally, unequivocally and in no uncertain terms the point at which she has the body she wants. Until the next photo shoot.
and then we have the Demi Moore article in the Daily Mail
Demi Moore, 47: 'After years of trying to dominate it, I've finally got the body I've always wanted
Well Demi Moore looks damn good for a 48 year old mother of 4.
Of course with a rumored $200,000 in surgery, (body only, not her face) she should!
Which brings us to the May edition of Vanity Fair with Grace Kelly's Forever Look.
Inevitably 98% of the covers will be trumpeting the good news (for it is) of some vaguely public figure, telling us how she is "finally" happy with her body. How she has FINALLY got the body she "WANTED." How she feels so pleased about it she is taking off her clothes and being photographed under strict lighting conditions and then having the life airbrushed out of her. But this is it: this is finally, unequivocally and in no uncertain terms the point at which she has the body she wants. Until the next photo shoot.
and then we have the Demi Moore article in the Daily Mail
Demi Moore, 47: 'After years of trying to dominate it, I've finally got the body I've always wanted

Of course with a rumored $200,000 in surgery, (body only, not her face) she should!
Now back to Ms R
Seriously what is there to admire about the woman who does this? What is there to emulate? And what is empowering? It used to be that a woman's power lay in not giving it all away - verbally and visually. In that lay the mystery, the challenge and the knowledge. It still does.

In reading about Grace Kelly (who most definitely had the goods without any help from the medical profession) you never get the feeling that she had any compulsion show it all off. She had an exciting life, married well, had 3 kids and allowed herself to age naturally without the obsession to constantly look like a 20 year old.
Grace Kelly's legacy is to have become The Icon of Mid-Century film and fashion.
Demi Moore, in spite of the body, the younger man and the twittering will leave no legacy.
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celebrity nonsense,
grace kelly,
Woman of Experience
Around Town - Just Another Day On Rodeo Drive

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Skankdom Rules!
So, let me get this straight
you are married to this goddess
you just can't help but to tap into some of this
Watch the whole thing and tell me what you think

and while she's off doing her job making movies for which she gets paid a fortune

Yep, she definitely looks like she was worth that one day a week private time that you shared
Oh...you were lonely because your wife was off filming 'The Blind Side'?
Oh...you were lonely because your wife was off filming 'The Blind Side'?
You say your wife wasn't giving you the attention you deserved?
Well, you know it's not as though you were strapped for money and couldn't afford to, you know, to go and visit her. God knows you it's not like you couldn't afford a private friggin jet to fly back east to visit your wife every single weekend that she away working.
And on the topic of skankdom
Is this the video that we want all 10 year olds to watch?
It's not that I object to the song, it's the imagery
especially the Tarentino-esque scene where Lady Gaga and her homegirl Beyonce
murder an entire diner full of people...and a dog
Watch the whole thing and tell me what you think
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celebrity nonsense,
cheating husbands,
culture,
sandra bullock,
skankdom
2010 Oscar Red Carpet - The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
I don't have time today to see the red carpet looks from last night's Academy Awards, which I didn't bother to watch, but these three looks caught my eye.
The Good - Anna Kendrick looked lovely in blush

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acadamy awards,
celebrity nonsense,
red carpet looks
All Celebrities All The Time!

Just wondering...has anyone besides me ever heard of Celeb Life Magazine?
I for one am glad to know that there is another publication out there dedicated to the lives of celebrities because between People, Us, In Style, Hello and about 20 or so others and a gazillion websites, we might just not have enough information available about celebrities.
I do think that the vintage jewelry looks good though.
Friends, Aquaintances and Closets - LA Style
I have been trying to write this post for three days but little overtaxed brain doesn't seem to be able to put into words the point I am trying to make.
But here's the gist of it.
In Los Angeles, a huge city in terms of population and geographic area, certain demographic clusters exist. One of these clusters is what I call the privileged west side private school/private club demographic. My son falls on the fringe into this demographic and through some weird 'six degrees of separation' he has this huge network of friends and acquaintances, many of whom I would describe as members of LA's young and entitled.
So on with my story
Last Sunday afternoon my son and his girlfriend hosted their first family barbecue at his recently purchased townhouse in Brentwood. Here's a photo of his living room.
Here he is at the barbecue demonstrating his grilling techniques to his grandfather.
What you can not see here is that the clothes have barely been worn...most are new with the tags still on them.
The dresser not only holds shoes, the drawers are full of sweaters, ties and belts. And what these photos don't show are that the labels are Prada, Loro Piana, Alexander McQueen, Rag & Bone and more.
Here's a pair of never been worn Louis Vuitton white leather driving mocs with the golden LV logo....because you know, every 20 something year old man needs a pair or two. Amazing how they match the white parka with the 22 karat gold snaps and zipper with the $7,500 price tag hanging from it.
Here is Spencer 'the clotheshorse' Pratt with his wife Heidi Montag
Spencer, who grew up in the west side private school/private club milieu, thus is part of my son's network of acquaintances, is now married to Heidi. He "manages" her "career" which mainly consists of her showing up making public appearances here and there. Mostly, he makes money by selling her photos to the tabloids and gossip magazines.
But here's the gist of it.
In Los Angeles, a huge city in terms of population and geographic area, certain demographic clusters exist. One of these clusters is what I call the privileged west side private school/private club demographic. My son falls on the fringe into this demographic and through some weird 'six degrees of separation' he has this huge network of friends and acquaintances, many of whom I would describe as members of LA's young and entitled.
So on with my story
Here he is at the barbecue demonstrating his grilling techniques to his grandfather.
You can see from this photo that my son is pretty much a jeans and t-shirt kind of guy. He has suits and some dressier clothes appropriate for his work, but in his off time he mostly dresses like a skater boy.
He is very diligent, getting up at 5:00-5:30 every morning to work New York hours. In the afternoons he goes to the gym or rides his skateboard for exercise, and at night he studies. His girlfriend, the lovely lawyer, is equally hard working and puts in 10 hour days at her family law practice.
They are a no nonsense kind of couple who do real things to get ahead in their lives.
Recently, as a result of the recession (and probably some bad behavior), one of my son's friends lost his job in high end residential real estate. This young man needed a place to stay part time and store some stuff and my son generously offered him the guest suite on the 4th floor of his townhouse.
This friend/house guest is now "working" for another friend who happens to be some guy named Spencer Pratt...and he is getting paid in clothes, specifically in Spencer Pratt's discarded wardrobe from last season.
So of course I just had to get the grand tour of the closet.
And silly me, I had like no clue who this Spencer Pratt person was.
But apparently everyone in America under the age of 30 does.

she is now infamous for being addicted to plastic surgery at the age of 23

In other words the two of them are young professional celebrities,
famous just for being famous.
Only in LA could a couple like this get paid for being themselves.
Only in LA could a couple like this get paid for being themselves.
I was curious about how a young man like Pratt, who went to the chi-chi Crossroads School and later USC, ended up with this lifestyle so I asked my son. Apparently, Pratt sold a photo to the tabloids of one of the Olsen twins drinking at a party when he still in high school and then realized that it was an easy way to make a lot money. So instead of choosing to become a doctor, lawyer, portfolio manager or whatever, he chose to attach himself to the LA demi monde and feed the celebrity machine.
I wonder, how long does a career like this last?
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celebrity nonsense,
family,
los angeles,
vintage clothes
Golden Globes - The Gowns
Golden Globes wrap up....yeah, everyone has opinion
Sandy Bullock looks like the star that she is...after so long, this is her definitely her year

I don't have much good to say about her recovering man whore husband
but she looks very happy
I'm a little confused about what is going on here
Does the dress not hang like a sack
and what the hell is hanging from her ears?
a discarded table cloth that got soaked in wine
Patricia Arquette sadly attired in the worst gown on the red carpet

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