She's Gotta Have It
Fashion, beauty, shopping, social life and things that make you go hmmm; come scroll with us for the She's Gotta Have It guide to girlitude
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Tinker Bell or femme fatale? Tell us what you think of French actress Vahina Giocante’s Cannes look...
Instant karma “We swing ungirded hips, And lightened are our eyes, The rain is on our lips, We do not run for prize.” ‘Song of the Ungirt Runners’ (1916) by Charles Hamilton Sorley (1895 - 1915)
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Stars gathered on the red carpet at Cannes to celebrate the Film Festival’s 60th anniversary. More party pictures 
Good news From Wed, May 23 ’til Sunday, snap up end of season pieces by Ghost at up to 90 per cent off at 20th Century Theatre in Westbourne Grove, W11. Missed the sale? Ghost’s Classic Range has just been relaunched in all stores and concessions nationwide. Bad news A BBC reporter who went undercover at Tesco and Sainsbury’s discovered employees in both stores altering the sell-by date on products in order to meet ‘wastage targets’. It’s another reason to check out your local farmer’s market
The Big Issue: male pop stars should be so lucky
It used to be that all pop songs sung by boys were basically variations on the ‘please sleep with me’ theme, from Elvis’s Are you Lonesome Tonight? (if so, please sleep with me) to McFly’s Baby’s Coming Back (great, I can sleep with her). But in a worrying new pop development, bands have begun recording songs about the eagerness of people to go to bed with them. Franz Ferdinand led the way with Do You Want To (‘When I woke up tonight I said I’m/ Going to make somebody love me/ ...Now I know/ That it’s you/ You’re lucky you’re so lucky’). Now the Fratellis have come up with Baby Fratelli (‘And it’s all right, she’ll be sucking fingers all night/ Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight/ .../ Sick in the head, first in the bed/ So easy to be Friday’s nightmare’). Where do these boys get off?
If a nightmare in f***-me heels wants to have sex with them, they should be bloody grateful. But I perceive that this is the unacceptable face of post-feminism, metrosexuality and new mannishness; a world in which ‘He’s gorgeous and doesn’t he just know it’ is no longer a reason to fell a chap with withering indifference. Having said that, there’s hope in the robust treatment meted out to fitness instructor Peter Sullivan, who directed a potential date to his website, which featured the sometime male model in various excruciating ‘erotic’ get ups. The girl in question was wise enough to realise that it’s her job to be the pretty one in the relationship, and immediately emailed the link to all her friends, winning Sullivan worldwide ridicule.
Laura Tennant
Bonkers Beauty No one can really hypnotise you into being skinny, right? But can you be absolutely sure? If not, book tickets for Paul McKenna’s July 14 Weight Loss Event...
May 30, 2007
Amelle Berrabah, Sugarbabe, will make an appearance at Guildford Magistrate’s Court following her arrest on April 28 for allegedly beating up a long-term adversary at Bar Med, Guildford.
Wardrobe Mistress
Patent accessories
Street Seen
Spring prints
Going out? The Place
Haymarket Hotel,
1 Suffolk Place,
London SW1Y,
020 7470 4000
There’s nothing quite as illicitly thrilling as spending a night in a hotel in your home town. The brand new Haymarket Hotel was topping travel magazine polls before it even opened. The creation of trendy hotelier Kit Kemp, it’s a fitting companion to his other in-demand venues, the Soho and Charlotte Street hotels. The decor is funked-up townhouse with jungle print wallpaper, painted beams, original artworks, comfy sofas and lots of leather-bound books. Adding to the buzz is new in-house north Italian eatery, Brumus, and a subterranean swimming pool bar which is already a hit with the party set.
Gabrielle Strachan
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Read Me
Charlotte Mendelson already has something of a cult following for her tales of dysfunctional middle-class Jewish life. Her third novel, When We Were Bad ( £12.99, Picador), is an intensely enjoyable account of the Rubin family, charismatic on the outside and paranoid on the inside. Part of the pleasure of the book is Mendelson’s ironic, affectionate portrayal of a certain kind of Jewish community and the artful use to which the Rubin matriarch, glamorous rabbi Claudia, puts the goyisher response to all that feasting, hugging and crying (anthropological awe seemingly being the main component). But as Mendelson explores what happens when eldest son Leo bolts from ‘’gogue’ on the day of his wedding, the unhappiness of families in general is evoked, along with their capacity for regeneration and change.
Laura Tennant
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