Showing posts with label Gossip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gossip. Show all posts

Friday, May 15, 2009

The News




Chuck Bass, well Ed Westwick, is to play Heathcliff in a new adaptation of Wuthering Heights. This is quite possibly the most exciting casting decision ever. More exciting even than Sienna as Edie, Audrey as Coco, Renee as Bridget, Johnny as Wonka. Filming starts in the autumn so I suppose that means the film won’t be out until late 2010 at least, but I have a feeling that this is going to be worth the wait. Gemma Arterton is to play Cathy, which could be a problem because she seems way taller than Chuck, but I guess they can just have him stand on a box. I’m also concerned about his outfits. I never fancy Ed Westwick when he wears his boring normal clothes so hopefully they will bear this in mind and ensure that Heathcliff’s wardrobe is as exciting as Chuck’s.

In other news, Katie 'Jordan' Price and Peter Andre broke up. I don’t really care about this but evidently others do. My sister’s facebook status just minutes after the split was announced read: jordan and peter are no more. please tell me it is not true. devastated is not even the word. And despite Oliver Marre of the Guardian remarking that he didn’t care that they were splitting up, the paper/website still ran more than 10 stories on the subject, including this gem from Hadley.

Quote of the week comes from Gwyneth. Goop never lets us down. Every week we get a smug and self-righteous quote delivered straight into our inbox. A month ago it was her thinly veiled stab at my favourite ever celebrity, Winona, and this week she provided us with this little nugget: Gwyneth Paltrow is not a music expert but is an avid listener and knows how to get down. I’m not laughing at her for referring to herself in the third person. I love referring to myself in the third person. It makes me feel famous and talked about, but rather I am laughing at the bit where she says she “knows how to get down”.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

I Heard a Rumour..



Quite the revelation at work today. Rumours were swirling that Katie Grand, one of our favourite fashion people, was parting company with her baby, Pop magazine.
This is big. And it gets better. Apparently Grand is to join Conde Nast and set up a new fashion mag there. So who cares if the rumours are true or not - it gives us lots of important issues to ponder. Katie Grand is Pop/Pop is Katie Grand - could they really go on without each other? And what about a new Grand mag at Conde - what would that be like? Maybe Grand would give the Conde Nast brigade a much needed jolt and shake things up, with Vogue having to raise their game in response. Or maybe its just idle office chatter. We shall see.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

LFW Party Roundup Part Deux

Mary McCartney: British Style Observed

The Natural History Museum provided an elegant and grown-up backdrop to this rather elegant and grown-up bash. Six of Mary McCartney's beautiful portraits were being auctioned for Macmillan Cancer Support. McCartney's famous subjects Tracy Emin and Sam Taylor Wood turned up as did Sir Paul with girlfriend Nancy Shevell, the ubiquitous Margo Stilley and a hand-in-hand Kate Hudson and Stella. Kate had been dressed in a grey playsuit for the occasion and accessorised with a toddler-like pout. Our favourite teenager, Georgia Jagger, chatted to Nicolas Hoult as Vanessa Feltz rubbed shoulders with Jamelia. It truly was an electic bunch! The canapes were amazing as were the goody bags - huge canvas Boots bags heaving with serious loot. Elle McPherson gave some speech extolling the virtues of her new range of beauty products and tens of thousands were raised for charity. All in all, a very successful evening for everyone concerned.




Valentino: The Red Thread.

This Samsung-sponsored evening was supposedly an exhibition of Valentino's designs but was actually just a video of one show playing on loop on several TV screens. Celebrity guests were a little thin on the ground with highlights including Margo Stilley and Sanjay from Eastenders! Our spirits were lifted by the late arrival of Mischa Barton who got a little tour of the venue before posing for endless photos with Samsung managers. Evidently it all got a little too much for Mischa because she collapsed into a foot-stamping tantrum when flinging her arm back aimlessly, she couldn't locate the sleeve of her own coat.




House of Holland After- Party

Henry Holland took over the Bloomsbury Ballroom for his after-party and filled it full of really skinny and very pretty hot young things. Alexa and Agy made a quick getaway at about 11 pm but plenty more stayed on, dancing to Madonna, Annie Lennox and other 80s classics until late. Black eyeliner, oversized glasses and check shirts abounded with lots of the boys taking their inspiration from Holland himself, sporting little quiffs and tight denim shorts. Whatever you may say about Holland's designs, one thing is for sure - this boy knows how to throw a fun party.





All good things must come to an end.....the fashion juggernaut rolled on to the MAN / Colette party at the amazing 33 Portland Place on Friday night - London's finest running riot through a five story Georgian townhouse, sending LFW off in style. All the pretty faces were looking slightly haggard after a week of partying, but Roisin Murphy was still there, dancing away. See you in February, darlings!


LFW Party Roundup

PPQ Apres Soiree at Vendome.



The soulless venue was matched by the soulless dance music played at this shindig. Things only began to look up when they turned on the 70s disco classics and Queen Jodie Harsh entered the club with he/she/its courtiers including chief jester, Henry Conway. Other Z list celebs of note: Lady Vicky Hervey in a Pucci-esque Elvis jumpsuit, Good Blake/Blake 2 aka Blake Wood who was keeping Wino company back in February, and Tim Burgess working the Playmobil man look and ruining our 90s indie boy fantasies with one pudding bowl hairdo. And of course, no party is complete without Henry Holland and a couple of Klaxons. Queen of the night was our homegirl Roisin Murphy giving it socks on the dancefloor - what a doll. Highlight for me - getting on down to Bryan Ferry's "Let's Stick Together" and leaving before I could hear the horrors spun by guest DJs Faris Badwan and co on the decks.