Why does everyone hate Anne Hathway?

Everyone in the public eye leads a tough life – everything you do is scrutinized and that can’t be fun. And even though we don’t know them at all, we judge them through their photos, interviews and just by the way “they look”. And hence we love some people, and we truly hate some celebrities. One big example of that is Anne Hathaway. I don’t know why but even though she has played some fun characters, I just can’t seem to warm up to her. She just seems tooooo everything to me – too shiny and bright, too excited, too “I am so much in love with my life and the world”, toooo everything. Have we become so cynical that we don’t like a person who looks tooo happy? An NYT piece said that that Hathaway was a victim of the tall poppy syndrome, which basically means “Ms. Hathaway could simply be a victim of what the British call “tall poppy syndrome” — the bloom that pokes above the others is the first to get cut. With her too-perfect mouth, flawless skin, doe eyes and svelte figure, Ms. Hathaway is certainly one of Hollywood’s most visible blossoms of late, particularly after scooping up a best supporting actress Oscar and Golden Globe for her turn as Fantine in “Les Misérables.” It quoted Neal Gabler saying, ““We love authenticity, that’s why we have a billion reality shows,” said Neal Gabler, an author of several best-selling books on Hollywood culture and history. “And here comes Anne Hathaway. Everything she does seems managed, calculated or rehearsed. Her inauthenticity — or the feeling of her inauthenticity — is now viral.”


That may be true – she seems to be nice to that we think she is nice. Does that even make sense, and how can we say that about someone without knowing them. I was reading an intriguing piece about Amanda Knox over the weekend (the American girl who was charged with killing her roommate in Paris in a sex game gone wrong) about how she looks innocent on her book cover, but an innocence that looks put on. Amanda is a big example of how people hate people without knowing them – she was called a devil because she didn’t look upset enough, because he dared to smile, and kiss her boyfriend after her friend was murdered. She just didn’t look sad enough. There is something about Amanda that does make me feel like she is hiding something – what she has gone through is mad though (she was actually told in the prison that she was HIV positive and then scoffed at for having sex with too many people. She was later told she was negative. That’s just torture). Do read the piece here and it will explain it all http://www.salon.com/2013/08/14/diary_of_an_ice_queen_the_literature_of_the_amanda_knox_case_partner/

But we hate people. I have never warmed upto maybe a Katrina Kaif, just because she looks too perfect. Is that her fault? Maybe not, but I can’t relate to her. Maybe that’s the scene – we all need to relate to people, and that’s what makes them likable or not. NY Mag did an interesting piece on why people hate Anne Hathaway but love Jennifer Lawrence (who is also such a bright spot). It said “The biggest difference between them is their interview and red-carpet persona. Hathaway doesn’t have the same down-to-earth delivery. She’s charming, but not funny. Meanwhile Lawrence manages to exude a best-friend vibe even at a behind-the-curtain Oscar press conference. Anyone who’s frozen up in front of the camera or in front of a crowd knows how hard it is to play a version of yourself and seem “natural” with all eyes on you. That Hathaway struggles with this should make her more relatable to us. Yet “I watch her in outtakes, and I feel like she’s not a real person,” writes a blogger at Crushable.”


I too love Lawrence, just because she seems normal and fun. It’s the same way I have always love Jennifer Aniston and hated Angelina Jolie, loved Rani Mukherjee and hated Aishwarya Rai. To me hating Hathaway is like hating a person who is trying so hard to be someone they think is “cool”. But that’s what happens when you are in limelight. People hate you for no reason at all. As Salon.com put it, do people hate Hathway for “just her face”. Read that piece here http://www.salon.com/2013/02/26/anne_hathaway_hollywoods_most_polarizing_star/I am just glad I am not a celebrity. I have no clue what my face would make people do. 


Bieber made me smile. Really!!!

So yesterday night, somehow i was in a very, very bad mood. And I had my grumpy face on. But then as i was online, i saw this video. And though i am not a Bieber fan, i imagined that what if Micahel Jackson had done this for me. I can understand what she feels, and i would have cried tooooo. I miss Michael every day — fan girl forever. But this video really raised my spirits. I am sure you will find it cute too…see the whole video!! It’s cute, esp when he makes her sit on his lap. awwww

The girls love the boys

Yesterday, i had a massively fun night out with my girlfriends. Nomeeta, Sukhmani and I went to school in Delhi together almost 14 years ago. It was the time Beverly Hills 90210 first aired on Indian television, and we thought we were no less. We air kissed each other every morning and were in love with Brandon and Dylan. We were a fun lot — we had many mad home parties, which we recorded on video and photos (yes we were like today’s teens in that regard). We wore short skirts and loved the boys — in real and reel life. Boyzone was a big favourite. Yesterday as we watched the cute boys of the band The Other People perform at Blue Frog, it took us right back to the time we were just a bunch of teenagers having a whale of a time without a worry. It was a time before the hoo-ha about sex, or being fat, or being hip, or being the cool one — we were just kids who were having a good time. Here are some videos that i needed to see this morning just because i wanted to be that young again.

Boyzone sang Picture of Me and we all swooned. I remember keeping MTV on all day just so i never missed this video.

And then there was the original Beverly Hills 90210, and wasn’t the Brandon and Dylan duo the hottest duo of that time. Here’s a video of them looking freaking cute.

And we loved watching boys play volleyball. Much like Tom Cruise in Top Gun. 🙂 we were a bunch of pervy girls and we loved it.

have a great sunday, and more posts coming up including New New and why Don Draper has redeemed himself in my eyes again.

Sunday Thoughts: Why Beyonce is not sexy to me

My Sunday reading got me reading ex ELLE’s editor (and my ex-editor too) Nonita Kalra’s column in the Express Eye about how she doesn’t agree with women who call themselves girls, case in point Michelle Obama. She was also talking about Mrs Obama’s seal of approval of Beyonce as a role model for young girls, and how she agrees with Rakhi Kumar, who wrote an open letter to Mrs Obama, saying, “If I had daughters I’d tell them to pass on the Beyonce show because when you’re wearing a sheer see through body suit with nipples on display, no matter how much gold thread in it – I don’t see any light coming out of it. I just see a glowing ball of soullessness.”

Nonita agrees and so do I. I think Beyonce is super talented, but I also think that she and others like her are to blame for the twisted definition of feminism in the world today. Parading on a stage in your knickers with your nipples shining through is not you taking charge of your womanhood. Why does being proud of yourself as a woman get equated with being naked, or talking about sex, or having sex like a man. Why is it all about sexuality? To me, embracing my womanhood and being a feminist just means living life the way I want – and not follow rules dictated by anyone else. If every woman gets to do that, that’s what feminism is about. It’s not about finding your overt sexuality and then saying, “Now I feel like a woman.” Beyonce is an example of raw talent which when poured out of a pair of speakers is absolute bliss. But to say that according to her, I am less like a sexy woman if I refuse to show the world my nipples, is wrong. I don’t need to be sexual to be a feminist. I just need to be myself. People would argue that she is a champion of positive body image – that girls who have curvy bodies like her are inspired to flaunt their assets without being ashamed of them, thanks to Beyonce. But Beyonce works hard at that figure – and doesn’t eat anything other than green veggies. No carbs at all. I don’t want to live life like that and then flaunt my body and say I am happy with it now. Yes, love your curves. I do too and I have lots of lady lumps. But do I need public approval for that? You don’t need Beyonce to show you how to treat your curves. You need to stop focusing on them, and just love, live and dress what your mama gave you. It will then all fall in place. Role models should be people who inspire you with their talent and sheer tenacity. It’s never about how they look or what they wear. When you confident of what the body suit stores, the body suit will just glow with a halo that will make it super attractive. Was that too much to swallow? Guffaw. What I mean is I look and feel best when I am happy inside, about who I am and what I do. That’s what makes me beautiful. That’s what makes me a feminist. And that’s what makes me sexy.

My role models: Gandhi, Nehru, Agatha Christie, my dad, Lord Ram, Meryl Streep and Sonia Gandhi


PS. Just because I don’t regard Beyonce as a feminist or more importantly a role model, doesn’t mean I don’t hold in high respect. She lives life the way she wants to, and is a super success, and that’s what it’s all about.

New, new: The Devil returns and the Newsroom too

Here’s what new in books, music, movies and tv. You don’t want to miss this

Books: The Devil that loves wearing Prada is back. Lauren Weisberger returns with the Revenge Wears Prada: The Devil Returns. Andy and her arch-enemy Emily now join forces to start their own magazine – a hi-end bridal tome. It’s called the Plunge and it’s doing fabulously well. Andy is also getting married. But the Devil never lets sleeping dogs lie and when Andy meets the devil again, it won’t be pretty. I am so looking forward to this one – even though I never read the first one – only watched the movie. But I so wish they rope in Meryl Streep again – that woman is a goddess. But no Anne Hathaway please. Yes, I am one of those haters. Don’t know why though. Will think about it and do a blogpost. It’s available on Flipkart.

Harlem by New Politics, a band from Denmark. It’s a happy song with a happy video, You can’t help but smile.

and then though it’s not new, do listen to Parachute’s Kiss me Slowly. It’s a beautiful love song, and the boy singing it is just so delicious, I had to post it. I love his hair and eyes. Gosh aren’t I such a teenager!

There is also the new song from Once Upon a Time in Mumbai again and it’s quite melodious in that sufi style.

Fashion: There is an interesting article on NYT about Kylie Minogue trying to get famous in the US by posturing as a fashion icon. do read here
And here is my favourite Kylie song just based on the way it is styled. It’s called Slow

TV: The Newsroom is going to return next month. Yippee. Even though it’s a bit preachy, I can’t wait to see Jeff Daniels again. Well you can’t blame me – Game of Thrones just finished and Don is behaving like an arse on Mad Men. And my favourite Supernatural won’t be back till September. A girl needs her TV.

Movies: Chennai Express launched its trailer and I already don’t want to see it. Deepika’s accent sucks and SRK really needs to retire now. But just maybe, it may be fun. You never know

Mags of the month: To buy or not?

Whenever I am nearing a weekend, I need something good to read – be it a book or a stack of magazines. I am reading Junot Diaz’s The Brief Wondrous life of Oscar Wao, which I will tell you all about later. But I also brought many magazines to keep me company and let me tell you if you need to buy any this month.

I have to start with my favourite magazine in the world, which has to be Glamour UK. The fashion magazine comes in mini magazine form and is an absolute delight to read. Along with their fashion spreads which are done in pop colours and which has an array of clothes and shoes that you just want to keep staring at, the mag does fun, flirty and more fun in a very unpretentious, engaging way. There are serious articles like about how young women are sexually treated in colleges, or about high class escorts, but they are all written in an easy way to reach out to everybody. But my favourite sections are their fashion sections where there are so many tips and tricks and just so many clothes that I go crazy. I also love their culture section – which is even better on the iPad app, where you can watch trailers and listen to music they suggest. It’s just Rs 170 at the app store so do buy. Must must must. Check out glimpse at http://www.glamourmagazine.co.uk/


In India, I make it a point to always buy Grazia and now, the new and improved Cosmopolitan. Both these mags have lots of affordable fun fashion and features for the youth. This month in Grazia, check out Donatella Versace’s interview, which is quite insightful and also their regular features such as A day in the life of, The fashion Jury and Grazia Confessions. Their Ticket to Wonderland fashion spread is also fun and inspiring…you can imagine yourself wearing much of that. On the down side, I didn’t like the way Saina Nehwal was style in her interview. They made her look older and boring – maybe she would have looked better in some luxe sportswear – silver tracks, high tops and a neon tee? But the one thing I love about Grazia is that they use models on their covers – thank God, I can’t look at an actress any more.


Cosmo this month has a pop cover I love with my favourite Kalki Koechlin. Inside, there is just so much to flip through, just like Glamour UK, which I honestly re-read for a whole month. Singer Anushka Manchanda stars in an absolutely awesome wear denims for 30 days fashion feature, which you can totally take a leaf out of. Every look is doable and fun. I like their Kalki interview and a feature on how to lose weight by eating right in 7 days (Don’t we love those ones even if we follow it for exactly a day). It’s a fun issue, do pick it up.


Marie Claire India has a blah cover with Kareena looking stunning but boring. Inside though, there are some interesting articles especially the one about young women and their bedrooms which say a lot about them. I didn’t even read the Kareena interview because I have read it all before. But their influencers list is interesting and has some inspiring people on it. The Sheila Dikshit interview is also a must read.

Femina has done a Graphic issue with Kalki on the cover again and she looks gorgeous but the issue itself is a little messy – the design is confusing and distracts you. But there is a lot to read. Bottom of the pile in the fashion magazines is Vogue, first because I am tired of seeing the same actresses on the cover – even if it is Sonam Kapoor looking amazing. Inside, there is absolutely nothing to read, according to me, except the interview with Katherine Boo and her husband. They style list is jaded and done. The whole magazine is too dense and not fun for me to read. I thumbed through Elle and nothing caught my eye and the Harper’s cover itself was boring so didn’t pick it up.

In the news magazine world, I read Open and Tehelka on a weekly basis and you always find something to like. I work at Open so won’t brag about it too much but this week, do read a fun piece by Akshay Sawai on journalists and their underworld links here. And the cover story on who is the Indian hipster here. Tehelka has an insightful story about acid victim Preeti Rathi who was attacked in Mumbai by Nishita Jha. I also picked up Caravan which has a pertinent, important cover story on the state of Indian bridges by Rahul Bhatia, but the rest of the magazine is sleep inducing and too intellectual for my menial tastes.

If I missed out a magazine, do let me know. And if this post was even beneficial 
Have fun on the weekend

New New: Books, music and TV show

So this is the part I love most. This is where I scout new stuff that’s happening in books, music, and movies and bring it to you. As I said, it’s a selfish Endeavour as I am actually making myself aware too. So here goes.

Books: Bridget Jones is back and she still loves the boys. Helen Fielding’s new book is going to be out soon and is up for pre-order on Flipkart. It’s called Bridget Jones: Mad about the Boy. As always Bridget will be dealing with all those womanly issues we hate to address but we obsess over anyway. She is still on diet and is now trying to look better as the years roll by. She is also still smoking and now maybe even texting, or sexting. The plot is still quite a secret but you know it’s going to be mad fun. Order, order. bridget-jones-mad-about-the-boy

Also must read is The Woman Upstairs: Have you ever met someone who has ignited in you a fire so great that you need to stop doing everything you are doing and go live your life the way it was meant to? No. Well maybe reading about it may add some romance to your life. In Claire Messud’s The Woman Upstairs, Nora, an elementary school teacher meets the Shahid family from Lebanon when they shift into her building and realizes that she needs to start living the life she never allowed herself to. Instead she just became the woman upstairs, ever dependable, never complaining. When the Shahids enter her life, she starts seeing herself in a different way, thanks to them. Sounds interesting, don’t you think. the-woman-upstairs

Music: Ok there is a female band called Boy, and Boy, are they fun. And Indie as they come. I especially like the way they look – the all American laid back look. Very retro and hipster. Fun video and fun song.

TV: There is a new show in town and it’s been described as the new Gossip Girl just older. It’s about a bunch of female friends and all their illicit affairs. Well the name said it all. And it’s got Alyssa Milano, who I heart. I know I am going to get addicted to this.

And if any of you still haven’t read John Galliano’s new Vanity Fair interview, click here. It’s his first interview ever since he let loose on the racist slurs and he talks about his future with Ingrid Sischy. As he says of the drug use that led to that outburst, “I was going to end up in a mental asylum or six feet under.”