Ah, the life of an Academy Award winning actress. Mostly things should be smooth sailing, eh? There are blog posts to write about the mundanities of life, yet also thoughts to postulate about the stress of working (in movies), raising a family, and possibly finding the most fabulous shoe ever made…and of course we can’t forget the shrimp tacos.
Of course there are fabulous shrimp tacos to make in one’s restaurant quality kitchen — of which should be lauded over friends and families and everyone on the internet ever. How dare anyone decide that all of this, and much more, should be at best polarizing, at worst the subject of scrutiny.
Gwyneth Paltrow finds out what happens when magazines stop being polite — and that’s just unacceptable.
La Goopess, Gwyneth, became aware that Vanity Fair was kicking around putting her on the cover with an inside story showing the actress in a possibly not altogether favorable light. What? Ridiculous, right? Like really. Gwyneth Paltrow is just such a warm, forgiving sort of person. There’s not a super-silly pretentious bone in her entire body. Surely Vanity Fair has got it all wrong. Like so wrong they’ve basically turned The Madonna into well, Madonna. This infraction, blatant yellow journalism, and libelous action just won’t stand. So Gwyneth, righteousness crusader, and martyred heretic took to her tower and by carrier pigeon (G-mail probably) contacted those in her court.
The New York Times reports that she wrote this to friends:
“Vanity Fair is threatening to put me on the cover of their magazine. If you are asked for quotes or comments, please decline. Also, I recommend you all never do this magazine again,” she reportedly added.
And Graydon Carter, Vanity Fair, EIC, is not concerned. No, not one bit. In fact he’s used to the kvetching involved when he decides to not do the typical glowing, fluff piece on a particular subject.
In response to the criticism, Vanity Fair released a statement from Mr. Carter: “We wouldn’t be doing our job if there wasn’t a little bit of tension between Vanity Fair and its subjects. In any given week, I can expect to hear from a disgruntled subject in Hollywood, Washington, or on Wall Street. That’s the nature of the beast.”
Ah, Goopess. So you should’ve just taken your lumps and went to your management for a rehearsed answer after the fact. Now you’ve outed yourself to be afraid of a little magazine article. One you could’ve laughed off while you sat down with Oprah, or Katie Couric, or Brian Williams while you discussed your latest charity/goodwill effort. (Teapot Cozies for Orphans, or at minimum, nanny less society children on the Upper East Side.) And on top of that, you’ve now got to investigate which of your friends not only agreed with Vanity Fair, but leaked your e-mail exchange to the New York Times of all places! No, not some US Weekly or Hollywood Reporter blog! Big hawkin mainstream newsy, news place, the NYT!
Somebody really hates your shrimp tacos.
And now you’re going to have to have that talk with your management. The Katherine Heigl talk.
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