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- 01/06/15--09:53: Common's Reality Furniture Competition Premieres Tonight
- 01/06/15--10:45: Kim and Khloe Play the Perfect Prank On Rob Kardashian Via Instagram
- 01/06/15--12:00: Cathy Horyn On Fashion Feuds and Twitter Talk
- 01/06/15--13:20: The Cult of Céline Finally Inducts Joan Didion
- 01/07/15--05:18: Listen to Chastity Belt's Hangover-inducing "Time to Go Home"
- 01/07/15--07:35: Lana Del Rey Reveals Details About Her New Album, Honeymoon
- 01/07/15--10:00: Who Knew Alexa Chung Is Actually a Pretty Good Singer?
- 01/07/15--10:35: Drake Fights Back Against Terrible Drake Impressions
- 01/07/15--11:30: Jimmy Fallon Could've Become Mr. Nicole Kidman
- 01/07/15--14:15: The 12 Most Insane Celebrity Parties I Ever Threw
- 01/07/15--14:50: Sophia Grace's "Best Friends" Is the Ride-Or-Die Anthem We All Need
- 01/08/15--08:08: Lil Jon Weighs in on the Coachella 2015 Lineup
- 01/08/15--09:00: "It's Stripper Music": Brenmar On His New EP, Award
Welcome to 2015, where everything you thought you knew about Common has changed. As we all moved into the new year, Common quietly expanded his career portfolio -- which previously boasted rapping, acting, modeling, and eating veggie burgers -- to include the title of Furniture Expert.
On Spike TV's new competition furniture design reality show, Framework, Common will act as host and one of three judges. Common himself explains: 13 "elite furniture craftsman" will put their skills to the test in front of the show's judges -- two of which are actual furniture designers while the rapper, on the other hand, serves as "the voice of the consumer." It all makes sense, no?
With such a bonkers choice for the host and the intense drama that competitive woodworking inevitably brings, Framework might just become an amusing guilty pleasure. Watch the promo, below, and feel yourself become obsessed against your will.
Rob Kardashian has long had a mercurial relationship with social media, quietly disappearing and reappearing from various platforms like a sock-designing specter in the night. And when the elusive Kardashian and 2011 Paper Beautiful Person does tweet, it's the sort of :/ to the 0_0 degree stuff that would give even Jaden Smith pause. Which is to say, Rob Kardashian is the best tweeter of all the Kardashians.
Though Rob has over 2 million Instagram followers, his account has sat unused since he deleted all of the photos following his walk-out on Kimye's nuptials last May. That was, until last night, when Khloe and master-phone-hacker Kim took over his account, posting copious selfies and calling out Rob as a chronic "tweeter and deleter." At best, this is just another example of the real familiar warmth and good-natured sisterly torture that comes through on Keeping Up with the Kardashians. Heavily edited "reality show" or not, when Kim told Amanda Fortini in the very pages of our current issue that she and her siblings are "kind of obsessed with each other," you believed her. At worst, this will only keep Rob off social media longer.
Don't let the haters bring you down, Rob. Rise up! Everyone is here dressed in white, ready to love you deeply. OK?
Dust off those Nasty Gal jorts because the 2015 Coachella line-up is here. This year's headliners are Drake, AC/DC and Jack White and will also include sets by Interpol, Azealia Banks, Mac DeMarco, Steely Dan, the Weeknd, Florence and the Machine, David Guetta, Ryan Adams, St. Vincent, Raekwon, FKA twigs, War on Drugs and a hell of a lot more. Once again the fest will return to Indio for two back-to-back weekends (April 10-12 and April 17-19) and tickets will go on sale tomorrow (1/7) at noon PST/3pm EST (pre-sale tickets sold out back in May).
Cathy Horyn is one of the most respected -- and feared -- voices in fashion today. She left her position as lead fashion critic at the New York Times a year ago, but she still writes for outlets like Harper's Bazaar and on her Twitter feed, where she often banters with some of her 326,000 followers. Her book Joe Eula: Master of Twentieth-Century Fashion Illustration recently came out via Harper Design. Here, she weighs in on Eula, social media and fashion feuds -- including her legendary online spat with Hedi Slimane.
On Joe Eula
When Bill Blass and I were working on his book, in 2001, there were a number of people I wanted to interview about Bill. Joe Eula was one. To me, he was sort of a mystical character in the fashion world. I'd always heard his name and, perhaps appropriately, had no idea exactly what he did. He was an illustrator, yes; but I sensed that his career was a lot bigger. And indeed it was. Joe was someone who influenced and inspired others with his taste, modernity, and incredible energy.
After I met Joe, in his apartment at the Osborne on West 57th Street, we saw a lot of each other, and he worked for the Times, illustrating stories for the Tuesday fashion page and also for Amy Spindler at the Times Magazine. The idea to do a book was Melisa Gosnell's -- she was a long-time friend of Joe's. I wanted to get involved because I thought his story was largely untold. It would be fresh to a new audience, and he represented one more significant piece in the large history of 20th century fashion.
On Twitter talk
I really respond to folks on Twitter at random. If their questions are simple and direct (and I have time), then I'm more likely to respond -- as I did with Max Berlinger during the New York and Paris shows. It was pretty spontaneous, and Max kept coming back with quick, offbeat questions. I like what the girls at Man Repeller have to say. Also Garance Doré. Sometimes @hintmag.
On Designer Feuds
I've had issues with a few designers. Some have banned me from shows for a few seasons (or longer) -- Giorgio Armani, Helmut Lang, Carolina Herrera, Hedi Slimane at Saint Laurent. Others have expressed their unhappiness with a heated phone call and gotten it out of their system in one blast (Donatella Versace). Oscar de la Renta of course got mad over my use of the word "hot dog" in a review but later laughed at the whole thing. I did too! Designers are quite competitive and obviously passionate about what they do. I think the vast majority understand a critic's independent role. I once gave Oscar a very critical review -- basically I said he could be doing better and explained why -- and he called to say he appreciated the comments.
When Hedi Slimane took over Saint Laurent, he did not invite me to the first show. There were others not invited as well, stirring a bit of fashion controversy. Of course, with the Internet, any person can see a show, so banning a journalist or a publication doesn't really accomplish much nowadays. And, as some will remember, John Fairchild found novel ways to cover Paris haute couture in the late '50s and '60s when couturiers like Balenciaga banned journalists from the presentations. He was, after all, running a newspaper... After viewing images of Slimane's first show, I did a blog post. Slimane then went on Twitter, saying I was a schoolyard bully or some such. Social media tends to blow up these moments, so that one forgets that the point is to report or comment on the news.
But Didion has always possessed a quiet glamor that presents itself as effortless and unfussy, as captured in vintage portraits by Julian Wasser. That's why she's the perfect choice for Céline, whose disciples, under creative director Phoebe Philo, call themselves Philophiles: smart, savvy women who balance career, family, and a social life, all while looking impeccably low-key. See also: Joan Didion.
In a new Q&A with Billboard, Lana Del Rey discusses her two new tracks for the Tim Burton film Big Eyes and also gives us a glimpse inside her Ultraviolence follow-up.
The new album will be titled Honeymoon and she already has nine songs written. While Ultraviolence explored an even moodier, ballad-heavy side of Lana Del Rey's persona, the singer explained that for Honeymoon, she's going back to the sound of her first two LPs.
"It's very different from the last one and similar to the first two, Born to Die and Paradise. I finished my last one [Ultraviolence] in March and released it in June and I had a follow-up idea. It's growing into something I really like. I'm kind of enjoying sinking into this more noirish feel for this one. It's been good.
I'm doing a cover of "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood." After doing a cover of [Jessie Mae Robinson's] "The Other Woman," I like summarizing the record with a jazz song. I'm having fun with my interpretation."[via Billboard]
"Elastic Heart" appears on Sia's new album 1000 Forms of Fear, out now.
When comedian Red Grant gave his impression of Drake's dance moves a try during the venue's Blackout Tuesday event, Drake -- who was in the audience -- stepped on stage and debunked it: "That was like some Omarion, Chris Brown together shit. That's not me, man."
For John Waters' newest exhibition at Marianne Boesky Gallery in Chelsea, Beverly Hills John, the director decided to turn his infamously obscene film, "Pink Flamingos" into a G-rated production starring cute kids. When we first got wind of this we had no idea what to expect, but now a clip of the "Kiddie Flamingos" is finally available and it's every bit as adorable and absurd as we hoped.
Over at the New York Times, where you can watch an exclusive clip of the 72-minute video installation, Waters explains why he decided to remake the film as a costumed table reading (we're talking full-on wigs, dress, and Divine eyebrows) with kids: "I've become my own worst enemy and rewrote the script so that it's G-rated... I see it as a new kind of perversity not to ever make an X-rated thing again."
Beverly Hills John also features a variety of other humorous "perversions," including photoshopped portrait of Justin Bieber with a facelift and an intellectual tabloid that boasts a "250-pound Joan Didion" as the cover girl.
Head over to NYT's site to watch a snippet of "Kiddie Flamingos" or wait to watch the full video on a loop at Marianne Boesky Gallery from Jan. 9 to Feb. 14.
Yesterday, Calvin Klein announced that Justin Bieber was the new face of their "My Calvins" underwear campaign. The images, which have clear echoes to 1992 Calvin Klein model Mark Wahlberg's now-iconic campaign exploded online, featuring a buff, shirtless Bieber and conjuring confusing feelings for many. But whose photos were hotter? Below, we break it down and determine a winner.
First, the photos and videos:
Bieber: Photographed by powerhouse fashion photographer duo Mert and Marcus, Bieber looks like ... a man? And not a baby man? Say it with me, "Justin Bieber looks like a man in these new Calvin Klein underwear photos." Accept it. Let it wash over you. Shout it out your car window at a stranger. He's certainly bulkier than we assumed, which could be the work of some good angles and good photoshop, or his supposed months of training with boxer Floyd Mayweather. Regardless, the images are mostly absurd, which is exactly what underwear campaign photos should be.
Wahlberg: Photographed by the late Herb Ritts, the photographer's use of light and shadow in music videos including Madonna's "Cherish" and Janet's "Love Will Never Do (Without You)" is likely burned into the frontal lobes of anyone who spent a lot of time in front of MTV as a kid. The lighting of these images -- they way that Ritts bathed his party kid subjects in an angelic glow -- is ridiculously perfect.
Winner: Tie, and there's no point even comparing them. Both of these campaigns are beautifully shot and hence make us feel beautifully, equally, weird and old.
Bieber: We get a side shot and it's very whatever. We only have the word of Brazilian prostitute who filmed a video of Bieber taking a post-coital nap that he has a big penis. Our evidence is inconclusive.
Wahlberg: You just can't go wrong with a dick grab to signify to the world that you are packing heat. Pop stars from 1992 knew this. Jared Leto knows this. Nick Jonas knows this, and brought the thunder with those Flaunt photos, which is probably why we don't see Bieber re-creating the pose. Still, it feels like a missed opp for Bieber.
Winner: Wahlberg. Feel the vibrations.
Bieber: This is so hard. We know that Bieber is 20 and, through a mixture of the intentional and intrinsic shitiness of 20-year-old boys, an enormous tool. Everything about how Bieber has his hands together in the underwear shot is chilling. In this photo, Bieber is a toxic combination of Paul Ryan's Time workout photos and every man who has ever told a woman to "relax."
Wahlberg: On the other hand, look at Wahlberg and his original duck lips pout. He is smarm supreme, through and through. That said, although Justin Bieber may speed in his gated complex and throw eggs at people, he has never had run-ins with the law that involved two racially motivated attacks as Wahlberg did as a teenager. One incident allegedly left a Vietnamese man blind, which Wahlberg would now like to have pardoned. The victim, in an interview with the Daily Mail, says that he actually just beat him up and yelled racial slurs at him -- he lost his vision in an unrelated incident. Oh.
Winner: Wahlberg, so points to Bieber. People do stupid, terrible things when they're young and change. But there's no excuse for duck lips.
MODEL CO-STAR CHEMISTRY
Bieber: Justin Bieber is 20 years old. Lara Stone is 31. This comes through in these photos. The first shot of Stone and Bieber on the ground together looks like it just fell over and she got her hair stuck in his cool hoop earring. The second one, with the awkward armpit grab? No.
Wahlberg: Kate Moss, on the other hand, was 18 to Wahlberg's 21 in his photo. The photos are decidedly hotter, but Moss has said she had a "nervous breakdown" over the images of her straddling Wahlberg and felt very uncomfortable taking them, which negates their appeal.
Bieber: We get a few quick shots of Bieber from different angle, a couple "what's up" poses and Bieber simply saying in his trained bro-brogue, "my Calvins."
Wahlberg: Wahlberg raps. Badly. He also name-checks his brother, Donny, who was still flying on the fading fumes of New Kids on the Block, as liking to borrow his underwear, which, what?
Winner: Bieber. Less is more.
OVERALL WINNER: Bieber. Maybe it's the tattoos. Maybe it's the exaggerated muscles. Maybe it's the fact that Mark Wahlberg was a much bigger asshole at the time than Bieber is now, but we're going with Justin on this. Haters to the left.
By now everyone is familiar with the selfie stick, a highly unnecessary phone accessory that haunted our dreams in 2014. Little did we know that something even worse was waiting for us in 2015. Enter: The Belfie Stick.
Admittedly, it takes a lot of hard work and dedication to snap the perfect butt selfie, but unlike the ad copy, you might not be thinking, "Finally, a fun way to take a belfie & share photos with your friends!" Instead you might be thinking, "What the actual fuck. Is there really a need for this?"
According to the testimonials on belfiestick.com, the fine purveyors of belfie sticks, there is a need for a belfie-dedicated device and for some it's crucial: "I got my squat game down on lock shooting belfies every day to check up on my progress! I am so totally in love with this product, my girlfriend agrees it's totally bad ass!", says Marcos from Miami, Florida.
Lauren from Los Angeles also agrees: "I never again have to take pics in the bathroom. I can't tell you how many times I've dropped my iphone trying to take pics. I love it! Thank God they invented belfiestick!"
Well, there you have it (?). We thought that boob selfies were really going to make it big this year, but it looks like the era of the butt selfie has only just begun.
[h/t Daily Dot]
In the 1980s and '90s, dance clubs like Limelight, the Tunnel, and Danceteria had crazy budgets to help me celebrate my birthdays with whatever kitsch star or scandal figure piqued my interest at the moment. So we'd throw elaborate parties with them as the guest hosts--and if they weren't available on my birthday, we'd simply change the date of my birthday! Here are the 12 nuttiest events of this ilk that are still clogging up my memory bank with delight.
Donna Douglas bash at Limelight
Donna, who sadly passed away on New Year's Day, was famous for playing the spunky Elly May Clampett on The Beverly Hillbillies. Plus, she was the one who was considered ugly because she didn't have a pig snout in that famous Twilight Zone episode about beauty being in the eye of the beholder. And in person, she was an utter delight! She dressed like Elly May and pretended to be a rip-roaring hillbilly, not a famous actress, and we had the haystack and all the other appropriate set decorations set up to make her feel right at home.
Mrs. Fletcher, Limelight
A Pennsylvania-born woman named Edith Fore bizarrely became famous by saying "I've fallen and I can't get up" on TV commercials for LifeCall alert. So in 1990, she was my guest of honor at a seated dinner, where the varied guests included dandy Quentin Crisp and porn star Ron Jeremy, and the imaginative décor had actual walkers hanging from the ceiling. At the peak of the party, I brought the lovely Edith onstage to say her famous line and people fell over from laughing and applauding. But they got up!
Brooke Shields and Julia Sweeney at Limelight
At this early '90s soiree in the chapel, Brooke was such a doll and so was Julia, who famously was playing the hilariously androgynous Pat on SNL. Both of them even helped judge a rather endless "Pat" lookalike contest at the height of the evening. Alas, Lorne Michaels wouldn't allow Julia to dress as Pat for the party, plus the Limelight employee who was supposed to help me organize all the details was so cracked out at this point that the food was miniscule, the music was droning, and no photographers or press were invited. And the whole point of these bashes was to get mentions!
John Wayne Bobbit, the Tunnel
In 1993, Bobbit's hideous behavior resulted in his wife Lorena slicing off his penis and throwing it to curb, as if in a John Waters movie. So the next year, he was the guest at my birthday bash at the Tunnel (Limelight's sister club), where I wore a necklace of dangling hot dogs and a vest made of sensational headlines about the Bobbitt incident. Meanwhile, the food consisted of what looked like bloodied slabs of meat, with two hard potatoes for the balls. It was genius, I tell you. As for Bobbitt, he seemed nice enough to me (though I'm sure he's a beast), and one female friend almost followed through with his flirting just to see if he could get it up.
Divine Brown, the Tunnel
In 1995, Divine made headlines when actor Hugh Grant was caught cheating on his soon-to-be-ex Elizabeth Hurley with that L.A. hooker in his car. As soon as we heard about her infamously servicing the classy British actor, we wanted to fly her in for my birthday -- and in she came, all gussied up and full of charisma. Out of utter respect, I dressed like a pimp!
Zelda Rubinstein, Limelight
Immortalized as the medium Tangina Barrons in the classic horror flick Poltergeist, Zelda was just as short -- and delightful -- in person. I adored her and even brought her into the light.
Barbara Eden, Limelight
The I Dream of Jeannie star was such a pro and really nice, and so was her husband, though when he went to the bathroom, he got lost and ended up almost getting stuck in the gay sex backroom! Mercifully he found his way out of there as if by magic and got back to the party.
The Coronet brothers, Danceteria
When I first landed my own column in 1984, promoter Alan Rish threw me a fab bash where the guests of honor were two brothers famous for a cheesy local commercial for their Long Island furniture store. Their most famous line in the commercial was "No talking orangutans," which became notorious for being fairly nonsensical. When I dragged the guys onstage and got them to say it, the crowd was as dumbfounded as the home viewers were whenever that ad showed, but I was beside myself. Ah, the memories.
Sukhreet Gabel, El Morocco
An ex aide for Bess Myerson, Gabel had testified against her own mother in a bribery trial, so promoter Chip Duckett and I were desperate for her to host my 1988 birthday. And she did, even agreeing to sing at the event. ("I sang in court, why shouldn't I sing here?" Sukhreet told the assembled media -- and there were tons of them. My eyes were blinded from all the flashes.) I started by singing "Dear Sukhreet Gabel" to the tune of Judy Garland's "You Made Me Love You (You know, "Dear Mr. Gable..."). Then Suki came out to duet with me on a wacky version of Gilbert and Sulivan's "Let The Punishment Fit The Crime." And by the way, we all dressed in zebra print ensembles, simply because we felt like it!
Pia Zadora, Palladium
In the mid 1980s, I was asked to host Pia's promo party in the Mike Todd Room of the sprawling, art-heavy club, and I had a blast being part of something that was just so me.
Eddie Fisher, Bananas
We truly went bananas at that St. Marks Place restaurant in the '80s when my birthday bash was uplifted via an appearance by the legendary singer, who had famously dumped Debbie Reynolds for Liz Taylor back in the '50s. But he didn't dump my party--and neither did the diverse guest list that included Margaret Whiting, Jack Wrangler, Ricki Lake, Tama Janowitz, Bridget Fonda, and Christopher Durang. Oh, and I dressed like a giant cockroach, mainly to show how indestructible I am.
Jocelyn Wildenstein, Limelight
I presented the infamous "cat lady" who'd had too much surgery with some made up Nightlife award concocted by the club to get press. It did and she was nice enough, but I still say she had too much surgery!
There was also Jerry Springer at Lucky Cheng's, Gary Coleman at Club USA, and so many other magical nights of me, me, me.
We fell hard for Sophia Grace, like the rest of the world, when she showed off her rapping skills on Ellen back in 2011 with a masterful cover of Nicki Minaj's "Superbass." As these things go, Sophia Grace has launched her own singing career, and now we have the video for her totally-DJ-Mustard-sounding anthem, "Best Friends." It's amazing. The single is all about being there for your girls, feeling great and supporting your crew. It's so good that we're willing to overlook the heavy product placement for her new line of clothes at K-Mart. (Do you think Nicki helped broker the deal?) Our only question is: Where is Rosie? For a song that's all about sticking with your crew, the only glimpse we get of Sophia Grace's listless, mute, counterpart is her image in a K-Mart ad at the 1:17 mark. Regardless, we are all in. Sophia Grace runs this town all night long.
Coachella expert Lil Jon finally breaks his silence on the 2015 lineup for Funny of Die. Considering that AC/DC and Jack White are headlining the first two days of the music festival, the rapper's dad jokes serve as an appropriate rating system. (On Cloud Nothings: "Isn't that where you store your contacts on your iPhone?") But he does get one thing right on the nose: Coachella is certainly no place for a motherfucking Panda Bear. Watch the clip, above.
We're excited to be premiering the title track, which features Jersey rapper Dougie F rhyming amidst drum machines, synth-y bass drops and ominous piano chords. "I heard [Dougie F's] 'Back Up On It' and thought it was dope and I did a recording session with him," Brenmar says of teaming up with the rapper. "It just clicked. He gets it. I like what I like and I know what i'm good at making and I didn't have to explain anything to him. That's the best case scenario for sure."
You can catch the DJ in NYC on 1/24 when he celebrates the release of his EP at 88 Palace in Chinatown. Get ready to shake your booty on a dim sum cart.