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Manhattan Rents Finally Dropping

Cerberus' founder goes on the record, Richard Butler goes free, and Bloomberg strong-arms Wal-Mart in today's news roundup.

Your Daily Intel Editors Are Characters in ‘Definitely, Maybe’!

Rachel Weisz
Last night, we went to the Ziegfeld premiere of the movie Definitely, Maybe. It's that movie where Ryan Reynolds tells his daughter (Abigail Breslin) about all the women he's loved over the years. Now, we won't give away the ending, because that would be sort of like telling you what happens in the final episode of the show How I Met Your Mother. Okay, it would be exactly like that. So, anyway, one of the characters that Reynolds dates in the course of his storytelling is a lovely young writer, played by Rachel Weisz. She's struggling to make it, and on her second meeting with Reynolds (at a book party for her literary-legend ex-boyfriend), he asks her what she's been up to lately. And she replies, wait for it…
I'm writing these really dumb items for New York Magazine while waiting for my big break to come.
If you were sitting in the Ziegfeld Theater last night, at that very moment you would have heard — from the far reaches of the back of the audience — an audible shriek. That was us. Definitely, Maybe [Official site]

David Byrne, Agyness Deyn, and the Fug Girls Take Up Fashion Cycling

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You'd think celebrities would be used to the ring of intense photographers who surround the front row at fashion shows by now. Apparently not: At Narciso Rodriguez, former Talking Heads lead singer David Byrne faced down those intimidating lenses by snapping his own pics with a small digital camera.

Hot and Bothered at Narciso Rodriguez

Rachel and Claire
We could never forget our sheer shock and awe last season when Narciso Rodriguez showed a series of men's blazers with the armpits cut out for maximum ventilation. They looked like the result of an angry spouse's scissor-riddled tantrum. This time around, though, we probably would've welcomed them with open arms, like an oasis in a vast and sweaty desert. Because it was hot in there. Mirage hot, unless there actually was a pyramid of Diet Coke cans waving at us from on top of Amber Valletta's head. And it wasn't just the sizzling star power, though there was some of that. The overwhelming heat — a miracle, given the size of the warehouse — left the crowd fluctuating between cranky and mildly delirious.