I find it so rich that Taylor Swift to cries sexism in the latest issue of Vanity Fair, which she also covers, over her portrayal in the media, not to mention going after famed feminists Tina Fey and Amy Poehler.
Swift is the orchestrator of her own image as a virginal victim, so if anyone’s to blame for her coming across as “some clingy, insane, desperate girlfriend in need of making you marry her and have kids with her”, it’s you, TayTay. You do nothing to further the plight of women as anything but “clingy, insane and desperate”, so don’t try to use sexism to your advantage now when you’ve clearly stated you’re not a feminist.
And as for Fey and Poehler’s comments about her staying away from Michael J. Fox’s son at the Golden Globes, Swift says “there’s a special place in hell for women who don’t help other women”, borrowing from Katie Couric who was borrowing from Madeleine Albright. Again, you don’t help other women by portraying them as anything other than victims or sluts who steal boyfriends and not identifying as a feminist. While I have my own problems with Fey’s alleged feminism, you’re barking up the wrong tree here, Taylor.
Related: Taylor Swift—The Perfect Victim.
Why is Feminism Still a Dirty Word?
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Remember when Vanity Fair came out with that comedy issue a few years ago and only men were featured on the cover? Or that time late columnist Christopher Hitchens wrote that women weren’t funny? Perhaps these three covers, featuring an equal amount of men and women (though the racial diversity—another of VF‘s weak points—could be improved), are a step in the right direction to finally realising that yes, women are funny. Although with Judd Apatow guest editing, you never know…
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I’m a sucker for a TV issue. (Nylon’s September TV issue is my most anticipated issue for the year.)
Vanity Fair may be more concerned with higher-brow television than I am, but featured in the issue are Kat Dennings of 2 Broke Girls and Emily Van Camp from Revenge, so there are some guilty pleasures amongst the Mad Men and Golden Globe winners.
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Vanity Fair is nothing if not consistent. Year on year it continues to relegate the actors of colour to the fold-under cover (that’s if there are any!), while the whitest ones are pushed to the front. This year Rooney Mara, Jessica Chastain, Mia Wasikowska and Jennifer Lawrence make the cut. Paula Patton and Adepero Oduye are under the fold.
Elsewhere: [Jezebel] Vanity Fair‘s Hollywood Issue Shoves People of Colour to the Side (As Usual).
[Jezebel] “Young Hollywood” is White, Thin.
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I haven’t had a chance to pick up the new Vanity Fair yet, but after reading Scarlett Johansson’s comments on the nude photos of her that have surfaced in recent months, I can’t wait to see what else she’s got to say on sexting and slut-shaming (sext-shaming?):
“‘I know my best angles,’ she says with her trademark insouciance. ‘They were sent to my husband,’ now ex Ryan Reynolds. ‘There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s not like I was shooting a porno.’ She adds saucily, ‘Although there’s nothing wrong with that either.’”
Jezebel goes on to say:
“We appreciate Scarlett reminding the world that the only person who did something wrong in this situation is the guy who violated her privacy, not the adult woman who sent sexy photos to her partner.”
Amen to that!
Elsewhere: [Jezebel] Scarlett Johansson Would Like That Nude Pic Slut-Shaming to End.
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From “Marilyn & Her Monsters” by Sam Kashner, in the November 2010 issue of Vanity Fair:
“Several photographs taken of Marilyn earlier in her life—the ones she especially liked—show her reading. Eve Arnold photographed her for Esquire magazine in a playground in Amagansett reading James Joyce’s Ulysses [above]. Alfred Eisenstaedt photographed her, for Life, at home, dressed in white slacks and a black top, curled up on her sofa, reading in front of a shelf of books [which forms the cover for Fragments]—her personal library, which would grow to 400 volumes. In another photograph, she’s on a pulled-out sofa bed reading the poetry of Heinrich Heine.
“If some photographers thought it was funny to pose the world’s most famously voluptuous ‘dumb blonde’ with a book—James Joyce! Heinrich Heine!—it wasn’t a joke to her. In these newly discovered diary entries and poems [which make up the bulk of Fragments], Marilyn reveals a young woman for whom writing and poetry were lifelines, the ways and means to discover who she was and to sort through her often tumultuous emotional life. And books were a refuge and a companion for Marilyn during her bouts of insomnia.”
Related: All Eyes on Marilyn.
Lindsay Lohan: Marilyn, Eat Your Heart Out.
The Ten Books I Wanted to Read This Year But Didn’t.
From Vanity Fair, October 2010:
“We started talking about the double standards for famous men and women who misbehave. ‘It’s the same with men being dominant in the world and getting the easy way out and getting a free pass consistently,’ Lindsay said. ‘Like, if a man cheats on his wife… It’s not okay… But they still keep their deals, they still keep their contracts, they still keep their roles, they still get their gigs…’
“‘With girls,’ Lindsay said, ‘you lose. You lose everything. You lose contracts, you lose…’ She shook her head.”
A certain Charlie Sheen comes to mind…
Related: Guilty Until Proven Innocent: Charlie Sheen’s Witness.
Poor Little Rich Girl: Lindsay Lohan in Who.
Why Are Famous Men Forgiven for Their Wrongdoings, While Women Are Vilified for Much Less?
Bad Boys, Whatcha Gonna Do? Host a Seven Family Show.
To commemorate the one year anniversary of The King of Pop Michael Jackson’s death, I thought I would post some of my favourite covers that have emerged over the past year… and being an avid MJ fan, of course I collected almost every one!
Vanity Fair, September 2009. Part of a split cover with “Fallen Angel” Farrah Fawcett.
Rolling Stone (Australia), September 2009. Doing his thang.
Grazia (Australia), July 6 2009. The tabloids getting in on the Balmain-ia surrounding the death of the “King of Fashion”.
GQ (US), September 2009. “When Michael Was Cool”, with jerry curl and all.
Q (UK), August 2009. This issue went to print before Jackson’s death in anticipation of his shows at London’s O2 Arena, and the editor’s letter issues an apology for anyone who may have taken offense to the poignant cover image.
Time, July 7 2009. This is by far my favourite cover, not just of Time or Jackson, but of magazines in general.