6 posts tagged "Eva Herzigova"
Models and music videos have a long-standing symbiotic relationship. Almost as long as bands have been conjuring up visual accompaniments for their musical musings, they have been casting pretty faces to star in them—and by “star,” we mean gyrate around while looking desirable. Actresses have gotten in on the gig plenty of times, too, of course—who can forget Kim Basinger’s turn in Tom Petty’s “Mary Jane’s Last Dance,” Gwyneth’s cameo in Melissa Etheridge’s “I Want to Come Over,” or Alicia Silverstone’s entire Aerosmith oeuvre? But this week, we’ve got models on the brain, thanks to George Michael’s latest release, “White Light,” in which he shares screen time with Kate Moss (and one very strong wind machine). This is not Moss’ first rodeo; the original waif has appeared in videos for Johnny Cash, the White Stripes, and Primal Scream—and her experience shows: Kate has the nonchalant, pouty sway down to an art, which we imagine is only slightly vexing to the members of Michael’s original model-filled video for his 1990 hit “Freedom.” That cinematic experience just so happens to top our greatest “models in music videos” hit list, which is just a click away.
You needn’t look any further than the September issues of choice international glossies to know that the nineties supermodel resurgence is still going strong. And why shouldn’t it be? Cindy Crawford looks simply ageless in her leather-and-latex cover turn for Harper’s Bazaar Singapore; ditto Helena Christensen, Claudia Schiffer, and Eva Herzigova who front Vogue Spain’s fall fashion issue. And the impressive cameos just keep coming. Last night, Herzigova and British hall-of-fame catwalker Erin O’Connor proved yet again that you’re never too old to have fun with makeup (particularly if you still look like you’re 30). At Montblanc’s Collection Princesse Grace de Monaco premiere in Monaco, Herzigova played with a bright red lip and carved out lids lined with a black pencil, while O’Connor sported a peacock-colored elongated eye to Asprey’s Fashion’s Night Out festivities in London. Gotta love the original supes: still inspiring trends 20 years later. Thoughts on their respective looks?
To properly celebrate the launch of her new 1.2.3 ready-to-wear collection in Paris yesterday, Eva Herzigova had two events—one in the daytime and one in the evening—which obviously required two distinctly different hair and makeup schemes. For the afternoon presentation, the Czech catwalker chose to keep her adorable blond bob with fringe blown out and curled under, complemented by a natural pink lip and clean skin. Then, to really jazz things up for cocktail hour, she went sleek, slicking her hair back into a shellacked helmet-head style and trading in her pink pout for a deep red matte mouth. This, ladies, is how it’s done. Which look do you like better?
First Naomi Campbell, Claudia Schiffer, and Eva Herzigova graced the cover of Vogue Korea’s August issue. Now Ms. Herzigova has taken solo control of Numéro Tokyo’s September book. The creative direction for the spread, shot by Alex Cayley, is strikingly similar to something we’ve seen before. A sheer pink lip; clean, perfect skin; that piercing, veiled glance: It’s screaming Valentino Fall Couture. An homage to Karl Templer’s runway styling prowess, perhaps? Regardless, we’re glad to see Eva is still getting work along with the rest of the supes. She’s looking just as good as she did in her heyday, no?
Perhaps in response to French Elle‘s La Beauté Vérité issue, in which cover stars Monica Bellucci, Sophie Marceau, and Eva Herzigova went sans maquillage (and sans digital altering) to stare the controversial issue of magazine retouching in the face, Carine Roitfeld and Bruce Weber collaborated on what could be construed as a body image story in the new Paris Vogue. The 14-page editorial stars the infamously rail-thin Sasha Pivovarova parading around the beach in butt pads and a collection of vacation-appropriate duds, sticking her enhanced posterior out in every shot. An intentional commentary on models’ unrealistic dimensions, or just a case of silly summer satire? You decide.