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Whoever Vuitton has got giving the BJs to the boddhisattvas to recruit them for their luggage ads must be very, very good indeed.
Compare and contrast excellent Old Skool Teeth with Zidane's shark-like plasticoes.
Pele, who for service to humanity and the Very Best Old Babe Smile and Haircut Ever, has until this morning been co-captain of the Old Babe Team, is now appearing in Louis Vuitton luggage ads. He hasn't had his teeth fixed. He's not abusing vitiligo medication. He appears with Zidane and Maradona, both of whom look a thousand years older and seriously decadent, in a shoot by The Leibowitz playing foosball at the Cafe Maravillas in Madrid.
Two of the co-captains, cheek to cheek.
Ever since I discovered that The Leibowitz, who has squandered millions, is famous for coke binges, ripping off her employer, shooting the cancer-ridden corpse of her dead lover, Susan Sontag, and publishing the photographs without ever coming out; and telling the octogenarian Queen (the third co-captain), who had dressed in her official head of state uniform specially for the shoot, to take off her crown of state because "It's too dressy", I have stricken her from any consideration for babeness, or indeed discernment or news judgement of any description.
Pele and the third co-captain. Note how both captains are smiling unaffectedly despite having been separated by the bearded lackey.
But so The Leibowitz shot the gods of World Cup soccer for the Vuitton ad -- and Keith Richards too.
I forgave Keef, for services to mankind. For putting up with Jagger for 50 years.
And I think I'm going to have to forgive Pele too. Old Babes wouldn't be babes if they didn't do something repulsive every once in a while.
It is a mark of my bloody-mindedness that I am resolutely ignoring Very Bad News on the front page of the Sunday New York Times to view the Vuitton ad and judge it to be even worse.
There is, NB, nothing like an old babe who has become an old bore on the subject of how the world is going to hell in a hand basket. It takes real courage to be an optimist.
Just sayin'.
Compare and contrast excellent Old Skool Teeth with Zidane's shark-like plasticoes.
Pele, who for service to humanity and the Very Best Old Babe Smile and Haircut Ever, has until this morning been co-captain of the Old Babe Team, is now appearing in Louis Vuitton luggage ads. He hasn't had his teeth fixed. He's not abusing vitiligo medication. He appears with Zidane and Maradona, both of whom look a thousand years older and seriously decadent, in a shoot by The Leibowitz playing foosball at the Cafe Maravillas in Madrid.
Two of the co-captains, cheek to cheek.
Ever since I discovered that The Leibowitz, who has squandered millions, is famous for coke binges, ripping off her employer, shooting the cancer-ridden corpse of her dead lover, Susan Sontag, and publishing the photographs without ever coming out; and telling the octogenarian Queen (the third co-captain), who had dressed in her official head of state uniform specially for the shoot, to take off her crown of state because "It's too dressy", I have stricken her from any consideration for babeness, or indeed discernment or news judgement of any description.
Pele and the third co-captain. Note how both captains are smiling unaffectedly despite having been separated by the bearded lackey.
But so The Leibowitz shot the gods of World Cup soccer for the Vuitton ad -- and Keith Richards too.
I forgave Keef, for services to mankind. For putting up with Jagger for 50 years.
And I think I'm going to have to forgive Pele too. Old Babes wouldn't be babes if they didn't do something repulsive every once in a while.
It is a mark of my bloody-mindedness that I am resolutely ignoring Very Bad News on the front page of the Sunday New York Times to view the Vuitton ad and judge it to be even worse.
There is, NB, nothing like an old babe who has become an old bore on the subject of how the world is going to hell in a hand basket. It takes real courage to be an optimist.
Just sayin'.
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Totally agree with you about The Leibowitz.Maybe she seems so distasteful because it's 1970s BIG ART STAR behavior that seems so worthless and petty here and now. All the dire pity-party stories run by the NYT just made me dislike her that much more. There's better uses of ink than the rich who blow through their own fortunes.
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gorby! i didn't know they'd lured him into it. they are very talented.
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Leibowitz. There's a big old id problem there and no mistake, but it's not the id problem she wants people to think it is, apropos of which indeed the coy silence around who/what she likes to fuck is just silly.
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I am sure you have encountered the type of man who thinks he can do whatever he damn well pleases and that both asking permission and apologizing are irrelevant to him (the kind of guy who apologizes by saying "I'm sorry that you felt hurt" if he apologizes at all). This is that, I'm pretty sure, as performed for both professional and personal reasons, by a masculine woman. It is flavored with a heavy draught of Ralph Laurenesque (who was, let us not forget, né Ralph Reuben Lifshitz) toadying to and romanticizing the WASPosphere.
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the lifshitz sindrummy.
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The Vuitton ads? Disgust me. But no more so than the usual thing these types do with expensive watch ads. It's not that I'm disgusted that sports figures or celebrities pitch stuff. It's when someone who ostensibly should be at statesman point in his/her life suddenly shows up shilling expensive plutocratic goodies that I feel grossed out. All this posing about, enacting the "good life" for us plebes and wannabes. Like I would ever want something Beckham's had on his body or that Madonna's carrying about in a yogic freefall. I am just that much of a snob, thank you very much.
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