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Oscars: The Good, The Bad and the Nicole Kidman

In Fashion, Media on February 28, 2011 at 10:44 am

BEST DRESSED: Gwyneth Paltrow. TheFoodinsita.com is typically a Gwyneth-free zone, but let’s give credit where credit is due. This platinum Calvin Klein Collection column sheath was smoking hot.

RISING STAR: Hailee Steinfeld was princess perfect in a sweet Marchesa ballerina pink dress.

GRANDE DAME: Oh my god—Helen Mirren in Vivienne Westwood. Does it get any better?

INDIE FAVE: How totally gorgeous was Florence Welch in her lace Valentino tiered frock? Such a cool juxtaposition of rocker and girly chic.

BEST JEWELRY: While Amy Adams sizzled in a glittering L’Wren Scott gown, it was her Cartier emeralds—reportedly worth $1.35 million—that stole the show.

WORST CLEAVAGE: Jennifer Hudson is a pretty girl—and her newfound figure is stunning. But can we be honest here for a second? Yes, she’s gorgeous. Yes, the dress is a show stopper. But this dress with this cleavage?

WORST ATTITUDE: I didn’t hate the dress (and please—how could anything look bad on that body?). The gum chewing and hair, however, are another story.

BED HEAD: Wearing a mess of a dress that my friend Vincent describes as “ecclesiastical red,” Scarlett Johansson looks like she just rolled out of bed without taking off her makeup from the night before. Or brushing her hair.

F BOMB: Melissa Leo, I couldn’t agree more.

WORST JUDGEMENT: Nicole, we hear that you wanted to show support for an anti-Semite by wearing Dior, but this dress is doing nobody any favors—least of all your hips.

Goop: An Apologia

In Fashion, Media on February 26, 2009 at 5:38 pm

Despite having overtly stated earlier this week that TheFoodinista.com is a Gwyneth-free zone, here we are again talking about Gywneth. I don’t understand how otherwise intelligent people lap up her annoyingly precious blog, GOOP. How does it not make you homicidal? I asked my friend Dana. So here to defend Gwynnie, I give you Dana Dickey:


Poor poor Gwyneth. She comes out with a blog and gets nothing but grief for it. But don’t despair Gwynnie, Gwyn Gwyn, Gwynmeister—those people out there with their brickbats (that’s an old-fashioned term for criticism, dear. I know you were busy when you were at Spence, you might have missed it) and carping (not the kind Mario does. Ibid, dear, ibid), seem to have missed the point of your email newsletter GOOP.

See, I understand Gwyneth, there’s not that much for you to do around Hollywood, except hold Robert Downey Jr’s towel in the next cash-minting superhero flick, and who knows what that simulacrum rock star you married gets up to on the road. So you’ve been pushed back on your own resources. Which, as I would think the chattering class would understand, is LIFESTYLE. You’ve got a deep, deep wellspring of superficial lifestyle, lady. So you’re sharing the wealth of it, with us. You told me which books Madonna just read, which I already forgot but in principle I like knowing. You look cute in your little black dress slideshow, counseling me to buy a Balenciaga-esque belt at Urban Outfitters. You share with me your dead father’s words, that he “wanted you to see Paris for the first time with a man that would always love you.” (OK that last is a little creepy.)

Well, just don’t listen to them Gwynnie. They are just jealous. Whereas I am just holding my breath for the reality show.—Dana Dickey

Friday Follies: The Fashionable Mr. Ripley

In Fashion, Film on January 30, 2009 at 7:57 am

Friday Follies [n., pl.] postings on Fridays about fashion and food in film from guest bloggers with impeccable taste.


As a 26-year-old girl (who is happily engaged), I have to say The Talented Mr. Ripley could have been just as breathtaking if it were a silent film—simply because Jude Law‘s look completely takes over the screen. In other words: He’s flammable in this movie. Even golden goddess Gwyneth Paltrow is overshadowed by his wardrobe and beauty. Still, Paltrow doesn’t have the advantage of playing opposite a frumpy nerd like Law’s character does, which only helps his fashionable cause. 

The film earned an Academy Award nomination for best costume design in 1999 for its flawless wardrobe circa the late 1950s, all of which looked deliberate, natural, subtle, easy and yet fabulously exotic. With the use of wardrobe the audience really feels the Dickie Greenleaf vivre and luxurious life. But I assume the Oscar nod must have been rooted in the way Jude Law looked in a deep cobalt silk jacket, Persol aviators—which he wears while sipping Campari on his sailboat, Italian swim wear, and the fact that he never once wore socks. I appreciate that even though the film was referencing a period four decades prior, the costumes reflected the era without being over-the-top or too in your face. 

Bonus: One of the last scenes takes place in the Gucci store in Roma! 


Extra credit: See the cult-classic (French version) filmed in 1960, Plein Soleil, staring Alain Delon which rivals (if not beats) the American version in the wardrobe and substance department.—Lizzie Garrett, DESIGNwatcher


For the previous Friday Follies, click here.


In Fashion, Film on December 19, 2008 at 3:35 pm

Today my friend Katie was looking very Belle du Jour chic in this fabulous winter white trench with a sheer black blouse tucked into a tailored black skirt. So very Catherine Deneuve. Which got me thinking about my favorite fashion flicks…


1. DARLING, 1965

A 42″ x 30″ poster of Julie Christie hangs in our guest bathroom. My dad bought it in the late 60s, and it’s from my all-time favorite fashion movie, Darling. The l0oks are all insane, but in particular, the white patent go-go boots with the mini skirt, men’s shirt and tie is as razor sharp today as it was 43 years ago.


2. BELLE DU JOUR, 1967

Yves Saint Laurent was 29 years old when he designed the costumes for Catherine Deneuve in this killer film. Those trenches, epaulettes, and incredible dresses—even half disrobed (or maybe, particularly half disrobed?) they’re stunning. Roger Vivier did the shoes, most notably the square toe pilgrim flat in black patent leather with white trim.



Much has been made of Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s, but for my money I’ll take Two for the Road as her most stylish turn. It’s very mod, a departure for her and a break from her usual Givenchy with Paco Rabanne and Mary Quant doing the honors. The Paco Rabanne silver paillette dress is incredible, as is the black vinyl suit, above.



Yes, Faye Dunaway looked absolutely incredible in 31 wardrobe changes consisting of gorgeous mini dresses and suits, all designed by Theodora Van Runkle, but where I’m going with this is Steve McQueen. McQueen’s wardrobe cost $10,000, which was a LOT in 1968. The three-piece Glen-plaid suits–OH MY GOD, the chinos and sweatshirt on the golf course, the Patek Philippe watch, and then there’s that the scene where he’s hopping from Beacon Hill rooftop to rooftop in stovepipe black jeans, blue canvas Sperrys, cropped denim zip-up and ball cap while casually smoking a cigar is just incredible. So millionaire playboy chic.



I realize this is the sole entry not from the sixties, but even though it’s of this millennium, the visual vibe is firmly planted in the 70s: Chas and his sons’ red Adidas track suits; Margo’s Lacoste dresses, loafers, mink and Birkin bag; and Richie in a Bjorn Borg get-up. And I can’t get enough of Pagoda’s pink pants.

Honorable mention: Helen Mirren in Gaultier in The Cook, the Thief, his Wife, and her Lover; YSL’s wardrobe for Capucine in The Pink Panther; Pulp Fiction for the crisp white shirt and Vamp nail varnish; and of course Armani in American Gigolo.


Coming Sunday: Top Five Favorite Food Flicks

**Update 12/22/08: For Monica Corcoran’s take on the subject in this past Sunday’s Los Angeles Times, see her picks for 10 classic style movies. Great story, Monica!