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Mariella Frostrup
The Herald
excerpt from her article: Glamour is... talking vacuum cleaners with Jagger
As my fortieth approaches I've decided to lighten up. So last weekend I flew all the way to Cannes for a party. Not any party you understand; it was Vanity Fair 's second outing at the Cannes Film Festival. As any aspirational socialite will tell you, it's the only ticket you need.
I was hoping this year for a glimpse of Sharon Stone, but the festival's most photographed judge was obviously busy judging. Instead we made do with Pierce Brosnan, Gina Gershon, Dave Stewart, Mick Jagger, Sting and his wife Trudie Styler, Matthew Modine, Jason Flemyng, Connie Nielsen (from Gladiator ) and, my favourite, the inventor James Dyson. He and I had a long chat about the merits of his twin-drum machine and a nifty new cleaner that you can pull along casually behind you.
I was all set to invest in one until Mick (Jagger) cautioned me that he'd had endless problems with his. The sexy Stones singer and I talked domestic appliances for most of dinner. He's one of the only icons left who raises pulse rates at a party. Short of Elvis reappearing, they're few and far between. Meanwhile Graydon Carter wasn't letting his responsibilities get in the way of a good time.
Instead of schmoozing his all-star guests, he was flailing on the dance floor with Brit Its Kate Riordan and Jessica de Rothschild. It was then I realised who was the inspiration behind my Fekkai-styled windblown hairdo: none other than the party host himself. My 20 minutes under Frederic's blowdryer had transformed me into a Graydonette. No wonder Fekkai was on the top table and I was slumming it, sandwiched between Jagger and Stewart. Those PR people are even smarter than you think...
>>vaccuum cleaners? slumming it? why is opportunity wasted on such bimbos!
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Miss U. |
Off with her head!!!!! |
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Scot Rocks |
What would the world be like for the tabloids if Mick was not there!!!!!! |
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