Revered luxury brand Shameless flesh peddler, Abercrombie & Fitch is offering the Jersey Shore‘s Mike “The Situation” Sorrentino compensation to stop wearing their clothes because he apparently hurts their image in a strange case of the dumpster calling the garbage can “trash.”
Gleeks, prepare to shop. The cast of Glee has become official spokespeople for Vogue‘s Fashion’s Night Out. They’re kicking it off with an editorial in the September issue, and have divulged what separates their personal style from those of their fictional singing counterparts. Who started at Target? Who wears a kilt? Find out here.
For some — though not for many *ahem* — the Hamptons is the go-to vacation spot outside of the city, a respite from the hustle and blow of city life. But for the Real Housewives of New York, it’s just another day at the office.
Kate Winslet, duck! There’s an Emmy flying directly at your head. Winslet gets one step closer to EGOT’ing with her nomination for Outstanding Lead Actress in a Mini-Series or Movie for HBO‘s Mildred Pierce, which received the most nominations of any production with 21 nods.
Resident fashionisto and banner gay Kurt Hummel (AKA Golden Globe winner Chris Colfer) rarely takes a style misstep. Impeccably dressed, we all often wonder, he can afford… Commes des Garçons? Conversely, we also often ponder why Rachel Berry (AKA Broadway superstar Lea Michele) has such an awkwardly negative relationship with fashion. I mean, hello! She has two gay dads! Bless her heart, she tries, but Rachel fails where Kurt flies. Sadly, the two will be graduating from Glee at the end of the third season. I repeat: Lea Michele and Chris Colfer (and Cory Frankenteen Monteith) will NOT be returning for season 4. Let’s look back before they’re gone.
There she was, award-winning singer-actress Neil Patrick Harris, doing her darndest to make the Tony Awards interesting — you’ll get ‘em next time, sister — sweating and belting her way through a song about how Broadway is not just for the gays anymore — meanwhile, that bird won’t fly, mostly because its weighed down my eight pounds of sequins — when she soft-shoed her way over to a still stunning and statuesque Brooke Shields, who Suddenly forgot her lines. Way to babble, Brooke.
Last night, celebrities gathered on the red carpet for the 2011 MTV Movie Awards. Unless you’re a diehard Twilight fan or think Reese Witherspoon is a “remarkable” actress, you probably a.) did not watch the awards or b.) were bored to death by the show. No matter how noteworthy or pointless an event may be, we will always care about the fashion. In this edition of Red Carpet Report Card, we will explore the best, worst and most snore-worthy looks at the 2011 MTV Movie Awards.
In the surprisingly personal documentary, Visionaires: Tom Ford, set to air on the Oprah Winfrey Network on June 24th, the notoriously private designer opens up about death (he could take it or leave it at this point), leaving Gucci, mid-life crises, excessive hygiene (he bathes 3-5 times a day) and his return to womenswear. Leave it to Oprah to not only remove the mask but burn that bitch to the ground.
Will Smith fell to his death off of a cliff in New Zealand?!? Not the Fresh Prince! What would Willow do? Well, PHEW! It was just a rumor. Not since Orlando Bloom spent the better part of a decade there filming Lord of the Rings has New Zealand seen such excitement. While Big Willy is still alive, we’re dying over little Willow’s style.
Coincidence? I think not. While religious nut-jobs continue to desperately hope for the end of the world, superstars of film, music and television gathered to celebrate something that actually matters. OOOOPRAAAAAAAAH!
My heart grew all aflutter the other day when I saw this — a preview of the upcoming fourth season of True Blood, premiering June 26th. Not since Buffy have I been so devoted to anything with vampires — and I mean anything. And a large reason for that devotion is the unprecedented amount of hot male flesh, often naked (thanks, HBO!) parading about on screen. So in tribute to the return of Sookie, Lafayette, Tara (who I thought left town!) and — le sigh — Alcide, may I present to you this Humpday, the male model-esque men of True Blood.
Last night, Haley Reinhart got me hot and bothered for Lady Gaga‘s new single You and I as she busted it out in that sultry tone of hers. It was a bold move, as this song hasn’t even hit the airwaves yet, but with Mother Monster’s personal blessing, she gave this tune its national debut. I could hear Gaga in every corner of the song, even though I’ve never heard the Lady sing it. Yet Haley totally owned her performance. I clapped in my living room. Instead of the expected “She’s in it to win it!” from Randy, the ever niceties of J.Lo, and the weirdly phrased praises from Steven Tyler, the three went around dissing her schtick. I watched shocked. Outraged! For shame. That girl is a monster!
Television’s rainbow connection, the lovers and the dreamers of Glee, are once again paying tribute to Lady Gaga with a cover of “Born This Way.” Though a little lackluster at first — much like the original — the New Directions knock it out of the park as soon as Amber Riley* takes it to chuuuuch. Happy Easter!