Manolo Blahnik, shoe designer and cause of many of Carrie Bradshaw’s orgasms, is my new favorite person for not getting on the Anne “Graduate Of The Kanye School Of Modesty” Hathaway train.
From Interview Magazine:
I don’t even know Amanda Seyfried or whatever—they’re all the same! I try to remember—the only one I remember is Julia Roberts because she’s particular. Anne Hathaway . . . Pretty? Yes. Wonderful actress? Yes. But, I mean, I don’t even remember her. What is it about her?
My thoughts on Ms. Hathaway are the same as Blahnik’s. I don’t think she’s a bad actress at all. Where we differ is that I just can’t stand her image and public persona, whereas he can’t even remember her image or public persona. But guess who he loves? Oh, this is my favorite part.
Claire Danes. There’s rumors of feud that may or may not exist between Hathaway and Danes, but what is a fact is that Hathaway spoofed Ms. Danes on Saturday Night Live in a Homeland sketch, particuarly poking fun at Danes’ constant crying. Which was funny, but even funnier is that Blahnik loves Danes and not Anne “Why Isn’t Everyone Looking At Me Someone Look At Me Please” Hathaway.
And guess who else he loves? This might be my favorite part even MORE.
Lara Flynn Boyle in Twin Peaks and that other girl Sherilyn Fenn—they’re old-school girls like Elizabeth Taylor, and I think that’s so fabulous…these girls like Sherilyn Fenn and Lara Flynn Boyle that should be working now instead of these anonymous girls [Seyfried and Hathaway.]
Dude, I love Twin Peaks and I love Sherilyn Fenn, but:
Love you Mr. Blahnik. Your shoes are okay and way overpriced, but you are a treasure and a pure delight.