


Just when I thought the world made sense again, Lindsay Lohan's line of luxury leggings (my new favorite tongue twister) is already sold out at Intuition's online shop. Named after Marilyn Monroe's birthday, 6126 includes a set of quilted leather knee-padded leggings delightfully named "Mr. President." I think this line's as much of a joke as anyone else, but you've got to hand it to Lindsay and her creative team, that is hysterical.
But, as The Cut has kindly pointed out, within a week of its release, Abbey Dawn is already on sale. Oh sweet justice. You taste like Sour Patch Kids.
The Red Sonja poster was revealed, with Rose McGowan licking blood off of a blade all sexy-like. Although Robert Rodriguez isn't actually directing the film, it sounds like he's still running the show. Apparently, Rodriguez is under contract with the Weinsteins, and is legally unable to take up the Red Sonja helm, so his long time first assistant has moved into the director's seat. Sounds like we'll still be seeing Rodriguez's vision when the film opens. As for the star of the film, I love the 80's camp of the original Red Sonja, but I have no doubt that McGowan can act circles around the original Red Sonja, Brigitte Nielsen. I've seen Jawbreaker and a couple episodes of Charmed. McGowan's not that bad. Right? At least she didn't start dating Flava Flav, like Ms. Neilsen.


I adore Lisa Cant. She's got that Trish Goff thing going on, where she's sweet, feminine and cute as a button, while never seeming boring or cookie cutter pretty. It's like someone fused a china doll with a Gilmore Girl. She's had some decent runway success and is practically a muse to Behnaz Sarafpour, but man, her ad campaigns are lacking. Clarification: I don't mean that her performance is lacking, just that I find that the campaigns themselves leave little to be desired. Ugh, if I see her in one more Juicy Couture Fragrance or Couture Couture ad, I'll start crying. Such a waste. Someone put this girl in a high profile beauty campaign, stat! Are you listening Bobbi Brown? Look at how cute she was for MAC.

I finally saw The Incredible Hulk (the $2 show at The Riverview Theater). I was pretty skeptical considering the fallout between Edward Norton and the producers, but the movie was quite entertaining. More entertaining than I thought a Hulk movie could be. We're still not at a point with CGI that a movie like this can be totally seamless. The Hulk himself still requires a significant suspension of disbelief. However, the fight scenes were engaging, the plot moved with quick pacing, and the cast (for the most part) gave solid performances. There was just one element of the movie that felt considerably lacking. I'm talking about the beautiful face of Givenchy, Liv Tyler.
As far as celebrities go, Liv Tyler seems like a completely sweet and relatively normal woman. Not to mention the fact that she's absolutely stunning. I love her campaigns for Givenchy (Did you notice during the movie that when Bruce Banner dumped the contents of her purse onto the hotel bed, a Givenchy compact was included?). But whenever I see her in a movie, I feel like she plays her character as a total victim. As written, the character of Betty Ross, Bruce Banner's love interest, isn't even your standard damsel in distress. Abomination never grabs her and scales the Empire State Building. She's never captured and held hostage to lure the Hulk out of hiding. In fact, she rarely is in a position to need much rescuing at all. Nonetheless, every time she whispered "Bruce," all trembling and watery-eyed (and believe me, she does this at least a dozen times in the film), it reaffirmed my opinion of her as an actress. Even when Peter Jackson combined the characters of Glorfindel and Arwen in The Lord of the Rings movies so that Arwen could have something heroic to do in The Fellowship of the Ring, she still played the character as some delicate fragile flower. And I know that I'm not the only one who could barely handle her character in Empire Records (although I love that movie. GWAR!!). I would've loved to see what another actress could have done with that same Hulk source material, like what Maggie Gyllenhaal did with Rachel Dawes in The Dark Knight. Creating a strong character is often just as much about the acting as it is the writing, and I don't think Liv Tyler will be saving the day any time soon. But again, she's so so pretty.

I remember when Hilary Rhoda first exploded onto the modeling scene. Equal parts prep school beauty, 90's supermodel throwback and raven-haired vixen, she was a welcome alternative to the sea interchangeable Eastern European waifs. She was the girl that the modeling industry had been aching for. It was her cover for the August 2006 issue of Vogue Paris that had me rejoicing for someone so fresh, strong and sexy. I was thrilled when she signed with Estée Lauder, certain that such a lucrative cosmetics contract would secure her future as a face to be reckoned with. But then something changed. Estée Lauder ads have to be accessible enough to please a wide audience, so it wasn't surprising to see Rhoda looking pretty, but quite tame and conservative in her spots for the company. However, I'd hoped she'd balance such a safe campaign by taking risks elsewhere. But as the fall ad campaigns have rolled out, I've only seen her working the grown-up ladylike fashions of St. John (though, to be fair, she still looks very alluring). But St. John? Really? At age 19 this girl was starring in the Spring 2006 Balenciaga campaign and making love to the camera on the cover of French Vogue! What happened? I don't know if it was her decision to work less after the Estée Lauder contract or if the offers have simply decreased, but I miss the spitfire Rhoda that had me lamenting that I'd been born a blonde with wimpy eyebrows.
I hadn't checked The Minneapoline for a couple of weeks (I've been horribly behind with my blog reading), so I totally missed this photograph. That's me on the left with my friend Angie at Rock The Garden at the Walker Art Center. Notice my blank stare? Those are the glazed eyes of a girl who waited for over half an hour for a ham and swiss crepe, only to reach the head of the line to be informed that they just ran out, and thus chose not to waste another 30 minutes in a different food line and drank beer for dinner instead. I need to start carrying a spare sandwich in my purse at all times.