I think it’s politically correct to say that we’re in a Gwyneth-ization period right now. Today in NY, tomorrow Berlin, day after Rome and so on…
Gwyneth’s here, Gwyneth’s everywhere. Kinda like her bff Madonna. Wonder if they don’t share the same marketing and promotion company besides sharing the same gym and gym coach. And the same hair color. And the same haircut. And who knows what else!
Anyway, for June’s GQ, Gwyneth does a low-self-esteem number saying she felt like the worst actress ever, “unwatchably bad”.
Well, I wouldn’t go that far, I mean I can bear the sight of her in a movie, under the strict condition that the scene duration goes under 2 minutes.
Anyway, that’s me. And this is Gwyneth:
“People think I’m aloof, or cold, or that I breathe rarefied air – that’s not me.”
So, that’s what you must have said to Anna when she did you that Vogue wax-tronic thing, I presume! And it clearly ads value to your acting when showing your underwear…it makes you more touchable, indeed!