Forever Linda, Forever Christy
Linda, Christy, Naomi, Tatiana, and Cindy, so I’m sure it comes as no surprise that I had to fork over six bucks for the newest issue of Vogue, with Evangelista on the front and a tribute to the platinum 90s in the middle, when they owned the catwalk and the covers, and left a void that no generation has been able to fill ever since. Linda, as we all know, is pregnant and before you ask – no, I have no idea. But I do know that she fearlessly admits to using Botox, and refreshingly explains that looking like Linda requires WORK, work she is prepared to endure in the pursuit of beauty in her 40s. Fair enough. And good for her. You might not agree with it, you might argue til you’re blue in the face about the importance of “inner gorgessity” and blah blah blah, but hey…at the very least, she’s honest about it and she hasn’t gone overboard to the point of immobilization, unlike Nicole Kidman who would have you believe that her face has been frozen naturally by grace of the Goddess. Whatever. And then there’s Christy Turlington, one of those rare birds, a freak of nature no doubt, who was always the most stunning and who continues to be the most stunning without assistance and without a whole lot of fanfare. Here’s Christy in Vogue, after 2 children and 2 decades, this bitch is STILL flawless. Christy forever.