Michelle Williams has a great look going here. Love her sweater, her nail polish, and her slim-fitting jeans and boots. The food looks good, too! Celebrity-dom really reaches absurd levels when someone grabbing food on the run becomes photo-fodder. I’ll …
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Can a man have a Pixie cut?
I ask because John Krasinski sometimes seems pretty darn close.
He often sports fringy little bangs and the parts over the ears that flip up.
I was thinking, his man-Pixie reminds me of Colleen Haskell’s gorgeous crop.
So I go online and boom, there’s a picture of John Krasinski that reminds me of a pic I saw of Colleen Haskell a long time ago in Entertainment Weekly.
So then I look for that picture and find it and it’s a match.
Check it out. It’s the same haircut!
If you don’t remember Colleen, let me refresh your memory. Because if you’re perusing this site, you need to know of the Survivor contestant (first season!) who had an adorable, unconventional Pixie ‘do.
It was piecey and flippy and somehow managed to stay fabulous during her time on the island. During that time, she got these crazy infected bug bites on her legs. After Survivor, she did a Blistex commercial and a movie called the Animal with Rob Schneider, and the less said about that, the better. Let’s just say it wasn’t exactly Rise of the Planet of the Apes.
All I know about her post-Animal life is that she worked as an assistant producer on something, and turned down Survivor: All Stars. Good for you, Colleen! That shows real moxie!
Now that you’re fully informed, tell me what you think. Is there such a thing as a man-Pixie?
I basically put the crux of this post into the headline, but I’ll elaborate for anyone who’s interested.
Sinead was once a beautiful Pixie. It’s true that a shaved head isn’t a Pixie, of course, but look at how charming it was growing out!
Well, a lot’s changed since then. The fact that she’s gone from beautiful, talented Pixie to total wackadoo over the years is certainly not news.
But the fact that she’ll be getting married soon for the fourth time, is (sort of) news.
I wrote about the fact that Sinead proclaimed herself “desperate for sex” on her website, which is headache-inducingly filled with long ramblings in small fonts.
Shortly after posting her requirements for a boyfriend, the woman who once came out as a lesbian apparently found the guy she was looking for, saying he is “extremely sweet, kind, very respectful, considerate but absolutely FILTHY minded.”
Not sure (and don’t care) if this is the same guy she’s marrying, but she’s now posted that “With enormous joy myself and my beloved boyfriend Barry Herridge will be getting married tomorrow, December 8th 2011 at ‘an un-disclosed location’ in my absolute dream wedding ceremony. We will post a photo or two here on the site as soon as possible afterward.”
I say to you, Sinead O’Connor, in my very best Jerry Seinfeld voice:
“Good luck with all that.”
I find this very boring, so I’ll just get it over with.
Anne Hathaway, who infamously dated Raffaello Follieri for a while, until he turned out to be a criminal (he eventually pled guilty for defrauding investors), has been dating Adam Schulman for three years, and they are getting hitched. I have no idea who this guy is — everything I read about him says “actor” but his film credits are rather, er, modest (unless you consider Dukes of Hazzard: The Beginning as something very exciting).
Oh, okay, wait, he’s apparently also a jewelry designer.
I’ll post a picture here of Anne Hathaway’s short haircut, which I also find very boring.
Now I invite you to guess: do you think I am excited about Anne Hathaway in the new Batman movie?
File this under the YUCK department!
The press tells us that Demi Moore’s daughter Tallulah “officially became a member of high society” at Le Bal des Debutantes.
The ball is supposedly a charity fundraiser, but as far as I’m concerned, that does not really do much to lower its ick factor. Now I will dutifully report that this year’s proceeds went to Feed Foundation, a charity that fights malnutrition.
What the f*ck is “high society,” anyway? Sounds like total elitism to me, and utterly disgusting.
Demi Moore was nowhere to be found at what I’m sure was nothing more than a giant cluster f*ck. Does she disapprove? Or is she just recovering from the breakup of her marriage?
Bruce Willis was there with his rather youthful wife, Emma Heming.
Look at this picture of the Willis girls! I’m sorry, the whole thing is just…. YUCK! Nothing Pixie-ish about it, that’s fer sure!
So I’m perusing the Internet, and there’s loads of stories about Angelina and Brad adopting again. “Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie to Adopt Again.” So I click on the link, and there it is in the first line. That word. Reportedly.
Then, a paragraph down, another one of those words. Source. As in, “a source said…”
At least this gives me an excuse to post a pic of Angelina in Hackers looking super-cool (when doesn’t she look super-cool?) and to tell a little story…
I’ll channel Sofia from the Golden Girls. Picture this. 1990-something. Sicily. Okay, New York City. I remember this one time, I was reporting at a party in Manhattan, and Britney Spears was there. It was at a bar where there were lots of games and things to play with, and I was supposed to get a quote from Britney. Well, her spokesperson came up to me — Britney was only seen to me in the distance, being hovered over by a large bodyguard — and said, “What you should write is, Britney says she is finally getting to act like the teenager she is.” I dutifully made note of this, appeared in the office the next day with this journalistic gold, and it was printed in the magazine. She never said it. Bet she never read it, either.
I suppose the moral of this little tale is, don’t believe everything you read.
Sometimes, women don’t choose to go out and get hair cut.
Sometimes the choice is made for them because of a recovery process, whether it’s from an illness or — as in the case of Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords — a horrifying attack.
As these women grow their hair back, they don’t just bare their beautiful faces to the world. They also show us the face of survival, and the face of courage.
We think Gabrielle Giffords — who has written a book with her husband, Mark Kelly, called Gabby: A Story of Courage and Hope – looks beautiful.
Congresswoman Giffords, we salute you!
I said it before, I’ll say it again. Michelle Williams is a shoo-in for the Oscar this year.
Now the critics are chiming in, and they agree. They love her!
Digression: I hope Annette Bening doesn’t get nominated this year. She always loses to a shoo-in. Last year it was to Natalie Portman. Before that, Hilary Swank. Can you imagine how that must feel? Going up for what could be your last shot at the overhyped little golden statuette, then finding out some younger woman is being considered a shoo-in, and then having that confirmed Oscar night? She’ll probably get that consolation prize, the Lifetime Achievement Award. Blech.
Back to Michelle Williams. She was asked in an interview if that’s her real hair in My Week with Marilyn, and she says no. She goes on to say, however, that she had to keep her hair bleached because otherwise it would show under the light wig. Good going, Reuters! We like the reporters who ask the questions we really want the answers to! (I’m not being facetious, either — come on, this is a blog devoted to the Pixie cut!)
WHEN Michelle wins the Oscar (not “if”) will she be the first winner to sport a Pixie cut? I can’t think of any Pixies who have won, but then again, I am totally tripping out on turkey right now.
… and she’s not gonna take it anymore!
Why? Because the British tabloids are icky. Sometimes it seems like they’ll stop at nothing to get what they want.
Sienna Miller just appeared before a British inquiry, along with J.K. Rowling, to testify about how the tabloids cross the line again and again.
Sienna said, “I would often find myself, at the age of 21, at midnight, running down a dark street on my own with 10 men chasing me. And the fact they had cameras in their hands made that legal. But take away the cameras and what have you got? A pack of men chasing a woman. It was terrifying.”
She’s right! And not only that, the tabloids hacked into her phone! Ick!
I know she’s a privileged, wealthy, glamourous celebrity, but still — that’s not cool.
For more on the story, click here!
We’ll be back tomorrow — the ominously monikered Black Friday — with more gossip — Pixie-related and otherwise!
We won’t be shopping, that’s for sure.
Why anyone wants to go shopping on the busiest shopping day of the season is beyond us.
You should stay home too, have a cuppa, and visit us at PixieForever.com!
See you tomorrow!
If you watch even a small amount of television, you’ve probably seen the Jennifer Lopez Fiat commercials in which she waxes poetic about the Bronx.
“This is my world,” she intones while shown driving through the streets of the Bronx. “This place inspires me.”
J-Lo looks camera-ready as she breezes through “her” ‘hood, long locks flying, and we’re treated to a series of clichés, most notably that old chestnut: children playing under a spraying fire hydrant.
Only thing is, thesmokinggun.com has recently learned that “Jenny from the Block” didn’t set foot on “the block” during the filming of the commercial — she was comfortably ensconced in L.A., being filmed inside the car, and a body double did the actual driving in the Bronx.
Ick! What a phony-baloney!
Eligio Cueto, a real-life barbershop owner shown in the commercial, was paid a whopping $1800 for his time. I wonder how much J-Lo was paid. Would it have killed her or the producers to shower a little more money on the neighborhood, which needs it?
I am delighted to report that the Fiat shown driving the actual Bronx streets in the commercial broke down during shooting.
For the full story, click here. Thanks, Smoking Gun!