On one hand, I’m not sure that her face looks like this anymore — who can tell, given that she’s usually buried under various expensive eccentricities? — but it certainly COULD, and, frankly, she looks fantastic here, so let’s just decide it’s accurate and give three cheers for its fabulousness. I feel like this top-knot/feathers/strong brows/red lips combination is what US Vogue was trying to do with Sienna Miller on the cover that was chronicled in The September Issue except, you know, this cover is actually good. (Re-reading that post, it kind of cracks me up that I complain about Sienna’s hair so much in it, when of course there is this whole running theme in the movie [which is excellent, if by some chance you haven't seen it] about how Sienna’s hair looks bad and yet she will not wear a wig WHAT TO DO???) Keep up the strong work, British Vogue.
Fugger: Helena Bonham Carter
This is actually not just lace, but also transparencies; sadly that wasn’t as kicky-sounding. Also: The Widow Longoria is BACK. And she’s PROWLING.
Here are two things I’ve learned from doing postings this Halloween: 1) I am pretty sure Chris Brown’s costume is going to make your head explode, and b) I’d best not even try to ID most of these costume for fear of angering Fug Nation when I get it wrong. Some folks are REALLY disgusted that I happen not to have seen Moonlight Kingdom. It’s like I personally knifed them, just because I can’t watch or get to the movies as much as I’d like. Please forgive, Fug Nation. I hate it when we fight. At LEAST wait until I can acquire and don some leggings as pants, so that your disappointment can be complete.
[Photos: WENN, Fame/Flynet, Pacific Coast News, Bauer-Griffin, INF]
Aw, look how nice these two look together.
See? It doesn’t ALWAYS have to be turned up to eleven. Sometimes a volume of seven or eight does the job beautifully, and with less collateral damage.
During Met Ball Mania, we missed both the U.K. and U.S. premieres of Dark Shadows. And here is where I am about to cast myself away on a lonely island, with nary a balding adventurer, nor hero-complex-imbued doctor, nor fiending rocker, nor former torturer, nor even a raffish rake with MacGyver’d specs to keep me amused. Are you ready? Okay: I am maybe a little weary of Helena Bonham Carter’s style, even though I do recognize that it is super amusing and individual; sometimes I wish she would stop making Tim Burton movies, because seeing her in The King’s Speech reminded me what a terrific actress she still is when she’s not playing a human cartoon all the time; and — this is the biggie – I have never really understood the Johnny Depp thing. I KNOW. I’m sorry. I mean, as an ACTOR, I think he’s very talented, but as a heartthrob, he does not compute for me. Perhaps this is because I missed out on 21 Jump Street because it didn’t air where I grew up? We may never know. But there it is: I would not like to be a Depper too. So bring it. Pillory me, Fug Nation. I know it’s coming. The line forms to the left.
Also within: Michelle Pfeiffer and Eva Green, the latter of whom should totally have her own vigilante alter ego called Dark Shadows.
Well. If Emma Watson is the up-and-coming fashionista of the Potterverse, then Helena Bonham Carter is its steward of wackitude. Bellatrix Lestrange is, in fact, the perfect alter-ego name for her — she’s beautiful, she’s strange, and some of her trix are for kids. Let’s take a look back at her hits and misses. Most of them misses, and most of those are misses that then somehow turn around and become hits. It’s fashion alchemy.