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Page Six Magazine posted a rather sad feature article yesterday on the professional demise of supermodel Gemma Ward.
The article talked about how the once-super model actually went through puberty (for shame!), her body filling out, and was basically black-listed from the industry.
Ward, whose face was perhaps the most memorable of the “doll faces,” a modeling [...]
Sassybella somehow got a hold of what appears to be an untouched photo of Madge during last season’s Louis Vuitton campaign shoot. And all I have to say is, why would you erase the definition in those hot, hot arms? Those guns beat Michelle Obama’s any day.
Clearly, Madonna’s face has been completely de-lined and re-lit [...]
A shirtless, tanned Johnny Depp graces the cover of February’s GQ magazine — a decision we fully support. But then the publication, which is usually so right-on when it comes to men’s fashion, goes and names Mr. Puka Shell Necklace the most stylish man in the world.
For real? Depp is a freakishly perfect genetic specimen, [...]
If you have more than 100 Facebook friends, chances are that half of these archetypes broken down in the January issue of GQ lurk within your live feed. Including:
Read the full breakdown here.
Staff at the L.A. Times were informed that there would be 40-person lay-off before Christmas (classy timing!)
And it seems the firing squad may have begun to discharge its weapons. A few longtime players were cut loose on Friday, including foreign reporter Richard Boudreaux and arts reporter Suzanne Muchnic (who may have taken a buy-out), according [...]
Terminally over-sized fashion magazine V, which put out an all-black-model issue this year, will be devoting itself to plus-size models in January.
“Big, little, pint-size, plus-size — every body is beautiful. And this issue is out to prove it,” V editor Stephen Gan told the Cut.
The only confirmed model so far is Crystal Renn, who would [...]
Ah the continuing perils of my dear, sweet newsprint. The Audit Bureau of Circulations just released their latest newspaper numbers for the six months ending in September 2009 and while somewhat expected, things don’t look so great.
Daily newspaper circulation is down 10.6 percent and Sunday is down over 7. Though the internet is clearly stealing soy ink’s thunder with single-sites reporting page views well into the millions, the print product still reins supreme as old media’s main money maker.
But a bright spot has actually befallen the fashion world’s written word. WWD increased their circulation by 14.31 percent, making the Conde Nast trade the second largest circulation gainer among papers with paid daily circulation over 50,000.
Unfortunately, WWD’s 53,142 paid subscribers pale in comparison to the 1,364,716 souls who follow them on Twitter, the new media behemoth that still currently lacks a revenue generating business model.
Despite the grim statistics, I’m willing to bet a body part that the newspaper industry isn’t anywhere close to its demise, as fear can turn even the stodgiest set-in-their-way old media macher into a nimble new media visionary (or at least lend the foresight to hire one).
Sure, as outlets wise up and start figuring out ways to really make bank on-line we will surely see less paper. Sad for those who enjoy the feeling of finishing an entire Sunday paper, myself included. But at the end of the day, isn’t accurate, credible information more important than the way we receive it?
I sure think so.
And if I’m wrong, I’ll be the best one-armed fry cook McDonald’s has ever seen.
You may not follow the writer Mike Albo with any regularity, but you may immediately relate to his retail review of L.A.’s The Grove in The New York Times:
“The first time you go to the Grove, the immensely successful and completely fabricated commercial center in Los Angeles, you will try to hate it. But then you will watch the old-fashioned trolley passing by, or the dancing fountain as it splurts jovially to the cadence of a Sinatra song, and you will drop your snobby urban integrity and walk around consuming things in a mouth-breathing stupor just like everyone else.”
Turns out Albo will not be in Thursday’s paper any longer. The bimonthly columnist was fired for taking a press junket to Jamaica, in violation of editorial standards (Albo is also a travel writer for the paper), though the NYT originally concluded it saw no conflict of interest.
Albo’s talent lied in his outsider status. Reading his prose, you assumed he wasn’t born in the front row at a Thom Browne show. Fashion acumen wasn’t the draw; keen observation was. So thanks for injecting a little levity into the world of power-shopping, Mike. I love The Grove, too. — Paul Dexter
While perusing the Real Estalker, one of our favorite blogs for peering past the walls of the rich and famous, we came across a familiar name.
It seems that Flaunt Magazine founder Luis Barajas is peacing out of the $3.1 million Beachwood Canyon palace he owns with partner Jim Turner.
Purchased in 2003, the eclectic Mediterranean-style manse features five bedrooms, a two-story guest house and sweeping views of the city–not to mention a “game pavilion” that currently 
houses the couple’s mean collection of stuffed animal carcasses (the mag publisher is an Angeleno by way of Texas, after all).
The artsy decor is a little kooky but manages to stay refined– unlike the behavior Barajas displayed while scuffling with the fire marshall at his latest issue release party at BoxEight Studios last Thursday night.
After the marshall caboshed the chaotic front door, Barajas was pissed to see peeps from BoxEight’s list getting inside before his own invited partiers and he let everyone around him know it.
Maybe he should have hosted the packed bash at his really big house, instead. No one would have stolen the dead buffalo off the wall, we promise (but we totally would have hidden those over-the-bed antlers in our purse).
File this under sorta-heroism: Lucy Danziger, the editor-in-chief of Self magazine, has apparently decided that the prized car service offered to magazine publisher Condé Nast’s powers-that-be screams a little gauche in this economy–especially in an industry scouting less for ideas and more for graveyard plots to bury struggling titles.
Instead, Danziger has chosen to bike to work, and pledges to share cabs when pedaling through winter slush proves treacherous. I’m not quite sure how this NYT article came to be, but it’s nice to see voluntary cost-cutting in the midst of the cutbacks mayhem.
But will it move Graydon Carter to buy a bus pass? Don’t count on it.
