Chico Amaral #bhering
ArtRio2014 #silviarivas (em ArtRio Feira Internacional de Arte Contemporânea do Rio de Janeiro)
Wish list Art Rio 2014: Eduardo Berliner e Chantal Joffe. #chantaljoffe #eduardoberliner (em ArtRio - Pier Mauá)
THE GREAT WALL OF PITTI
In some rare footage, MR PORTER captures the elusive Pitti Peacock in one of his favourite resting spots…
RIP Joan Rivers
Joan Rivers died on me—literally.
I’ve loved Rivers since I first saw her on Kathy Griffin’s My Life on the D-List in 2007, the same year Britney Spears shaved her head and Lindsay Lohan posed for her first mugshot. Rivers lacked decorum, which is a fancy way to say she believed in cursing in public. For years, I’ve wanted to interview Rivers, and a few weeks ago, I learned I finally would speak to the grand dame herself. In between making fun of Fashion Week guests’ hideous outfits on Fashion Police, she would have sat down for an interview with me.
But then she stopped breathing during surgery on August 28 and died a week later on September 4 in New York’s Mount Sinai Hospital. She was 81.
Joking about Rivers’s death may seem tacky, but that’s what Rivers would want us to do. Shortly after her husband, Edgar Rosenberg, killed himself, Rivers went to dinner with her daughter, Melissa, at Spago. Looking at the prices on the menu, Rivers reportedly said to Melissa, “If Daddy were here and saw these prices, he’d kill himself all over again.” They burst into laughter, and the other customers looked at them like they were insane.
But as one of the first ladies of comedy, Rivers understood that humans—especially outcasts like women and gay men—must laugh at unfortunate circumstances if they want to survive.
#donacoisa #saladeestar #melissa @bergerviana @erlanfraga (em Dona Coisa)