|No, not Iggy Pop's sister.|
Well we have a theory. Gaze long and hard at Carine Roitfeld's face. Until recently she was the Editor-in-Chief of French Vogue but is leaving/fired in January depending on who you believe. Judging by her nineteen dollar Supercuts hairdo, total absence of makeup and ratty camo sweater does this strike anyone as a woman who reads Vogue much less buys any of the shitty products advertised therein? Yes ladies, this walk-on from Zoolander 2 is one of the gurus advising you on how to dress and look. We're not implying that women's fashion is a conspiracy of subteranean troll people plotting against the surface dwellers*, but taking fashion advice from Carine Roitfeld would be like taking weightlifting tips from Justin Beiber. Really think she has your best interests at heart? Look at her again. Do it! We know it burns. Now chew on that the next time you struggle through an hour of hot yoga while fantasizing about the four leaves of arugula you're going to treat yourself to afterwards. Delicious.
*That's exactly what we're implying.