Malcolm Mcdowell works like CLOCKWORK ORANGE
It was an exciting day for Malcolm Mcdowell, and the closing of a circle for me.The first week I came to Los Angeles I went to see Malcolm perform in The Artist. It was an incredible evening and I was taken with Peter Medak. Tonight just before I am leaving Peter took me to see the laying of a star for Malcolm and to watch Clockwork Orange. This is one of the best films I have ever watched. Violent, thought provoking, intellectual and colourful. Oranges, purples, greens, reds, flash from one thought to the next, like a huge cartoon with people. Malcolm was born in Leeds in the 1940's to working class parents who sent him to boarding school aged 11 at Tonbridge Wells. There he became interested in acting and has never been out of work. His performances are totally mezmerizing. This makes you think about how strict prison was, how classist England can be, how violent and repellent society is, only softened by the main character Alex's love of Beethoven. Stanley Kubrick's brilliant film is like contemporary art.
JUSTIN RESNIK, SHOW JUMPING CHAMPION TEACHING ME ON MARK BRAZIER JONES'S TALLY HO CHAIR
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| I have lived a whirlwind the last two days hanging out with Genlux's Editor at Large George Blodwell. I had an hysterical time listening to a ridiculous conversation from a Publicist who was busy telling him off about hanging out with trashy people. In any case I was about to get a little cross as Justin Resnik and I are hardly trashy, when she says" You should hang out with Amanda Eliasch more, now she is seriously chic" I feel all puffed up and nearly taken in. I have had many riding lessons, but the thought of going bareback around the Hollywood sign at midnight, evan with Justin, who is a brilliant rider and show jumping champion, just does not fill my boots, however tempting it may sound, as he does own some of the most beautiful horses in the world. I have not been on the back of a horse properly since I fell off my Welsh Cobb, hunting. Mercury is in retrograde and weird things keep happening. My long lost Grandmother who had disappeared when my father was 8, called Velda has suddenly turned up through a cousin of mine that I did not know I had. I have been looking at her marriage certificate and she appears to have been married at 13. If so, no wonder she left my Grandfather after she had three children. I would have done so too. My long lost cousin sent me loads of photographs and my Great Grandfather had the same hands as I did and looked like my Father who I only met 12 times. In between living in the past I managed to see the work of Abigail Slotkin, who makes jewelled telephones and covers for Ipads. The new one from Apple comes out today so I shall try and stand in line. I also met Amber Sakai last night with Marilyn Heston, she does a really good week end range of clothes that will pack perfectly into a brief case. Really well cut and in black they are entirely useful as well as funky. I then dashed off with Justin and George for dinner with Peter Medak and Cindy Cowan who was fresh from preparing for her next film. Soho House was packed but worth it. |
KATHY AND RICK HILTON HOST A WONDERFUL INTIMATE FASHION SHOW IN THEIR DREAMY HOUSE IN BEL AIR .
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| AMANDA ELIASCH, KATHY AND RICK HILTON |
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| THE PRETTY DRESSES THAT WILL KEEP ANY MOTHER IN LAW HAPPY |
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| GEORGE BLODWELL AND ABIGAIL |
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| THE MODELS WITH GEORGE BLODWELL |
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| PARIS HILTON IN HER MOTHER's DESIGN and AMANDA ELIACH (ME) IN CHANEL |
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| PARIS THE PROFESSIONAL photograph by Amanda Eliasch |
It makes such a change to see clothes in the designers environment, rather like the old couture days when you could see a show in the atelier of the designer. Kathy is influenced by her travels and I take my hat off to her along with the Genlux Team, Samia and George.
There has been something incredibly attractive about Fashion Week in Los Angeles. No traffic thank goodness and plenty of sunshine.
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| Nicky and Paris Hilton looking gorgeous in their Mother's dresses photograph by Amanda Eliasch Also one photograph with Paris and George Andy Solomon press photographer |
THREE CHEERS FOR BRITISH FASHION
Last night Los Angeles fashion lovers were talking crazily about the talented British designers, and so they should. This morning I entered at Ace Gallery on Wiltshire, full of beautifully made clothes by young artists, that have been brought to Los Angeles. I was totally impressed and I have ordered masses, at the moment praying they will get in touch. As Fashion Editor at Genlux Magazine with at least thirty years experience of loving clothes, it is a highly successful year and anybody who can, should make their way there. The London Fashion Council is thoroughly impressive and modern. You cannot help but be overjoyed to see new, exciting, well made clothes come to life.  |
| Todd Lynn and George Blodwell |
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| Holly Fulton |
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| Nicholas Kirkwood |
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| Jonathan Saunders |
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| Roksanda Ilincic |
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| Todd Lynn |
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| Mary Katrantzou with her ravishing model |
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| Mary Katrantzou |
CRASH THE RED CARPET
Everything is for sale in this town, the
fairy tale, the costume, the pumpkin, the footman, and the mice. Money in Hollywood has a habit of disappearing, so be careful, as nobody seems to be earning anything and are
haggling for everything.
Tinseltown is silent without The Oscars, The Emmys, and The
Grammys. It will heat up again
after Thanksgiving. So if you hate
celebrity then visit now, as unless they are given a first class ticket, three
suites in an hotel, free clothes, free
cars, free stylists, press,make
up artist and a hair stylist, on tap, the celebs won’t be here.
In real life you are doomed
if you believe in youth and money, not here.
If you want someone to like you, you have to do what they like and you have to pay. That’s why here everything that is good is
commercial. Misery sells, kitchen
sink drama sells, charm sells, pretty Demi Moore breaking up with her 25 year old
boyfriend sells especially if the boy goes off with another star.
People are forgotten quickly and it depends
how much you spend on public relations.
For me if there was one man in the planet
that I liked and he loved me, I would like to be invisible to everybody
else. It would then be good to be not seen by the rest of the world, that would give me peace.
When I came here it was sunny in February, I was in love, and the dollar was two to the pound.
When I came here it was sunny in February, I was in love, and the dollar was two to the pound.
What is fame? It is a commodity?
It is a costume and you take it off at the door. Most people want to be an exhibition and then what? They will be a spectator sport. It is an insecure position to put yourself in. There will always be a prettier, younger, cleverer person in the room, and few are Valentino in his prime.
It is a costume and you take it off at the door. Most people want to be an exhibition and then what? They will be a spectator sport. It is an insecure position to put yourself in. There will always be a prettier, younger, cleverer person in the room, and few are Valentino in his prime.
Here if you want to crash a red carpet,
make sure you go with a friend who looks like a bossy PR, slightly plainer than you are, so you look the
star, and then ask her to hold a board up saying your name in large letters so
that the photographers pick it up. They won’t know who you are otherwise. Make sure your make up
has been put on well, you are stylish and you say you have television
show. It doesn’t matter which one,
nobody knows, because they are unlikely to have watched it as there is such good weather here. They will also be looking over your shoulder for the next juicy steak. Have a charity that you need to proclaim, choose from subjects like cruelty to puppies to starving children in Africa, Remember the poor child in the
photograph is unlikely to benefit, more likely be killed.
As you go out remember Coco Chanel’s wise words, and take one thing off and work the costume. Coco Chanel was a philosopher, and is someone to listen too if you want to climb far.
In England, this won’t work, if
you don’t look good, even if the photographers know you, unless you have real
celebrity they will leave you in peace, they are educated on who you are and
you don’t need to have a name tag.
I was told I was brave yesterday to drive a
Mustang, as you are judged the minute you leave your garage. My answer to this is I
don’t give a damn I do not want people like this in my life.
I notice people were very angry with the anti
semetic comments of John Galliano, but they still drive Mercedes which in turn
drove the gas chambers. So It is
all bullshit. Same problem with diamonds, there is equally a large amount
of blood on a real diamonds as on
a fur. Although here is tinseltown
they know the difference and they attach a charity to it, have certificates for
it and then of course sell it “Blood Free”
If you find time to go to the Beach and hang out in Tapanga you are never going to make it. This is a working city.
If you find time to go to the Beach and hang out in Tapanga you are never going to make it. This is a working city.
Do not forget this is place you can get
Cupcakes in a slot machine.
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