In June it was Priyanka Chopra, in July it was Ashley Graham, and now Glamour has done its graffiti thing with Cara Delevingne. But lessons may have been learned, as each month with this folksy style, it seems there is scribble over less and less of each woman. Hopefully when summer ends, so will the handwriting.
Cara’s version works the best, because they give her a strong pose and work around it. Besides which, the chaotic look and feel of the cover lines and the colors jointly play very, very well with the punk aesthetic she’s rocking in the photo. And it speaks volumes for her ability to command a room — so to speak — that there are THREE faces in this photo, and hers is still the one I’m looking at the most. Other than the fact that I don’t, in fact, want to talk about period sex, or rewrite my love story, I’m all in here.
The interview is a Q & A with her friend, model Adwoa Aboah. This construct is very popular now, but rarely yields useful interviews; there’s either too much shorthand between pals, or the problems with an inexperienced interviewer show too glaringly. This one got better quotes than some, but there are way too many times when Cara says something interesting and Adwoa is like, “Right. Okay! Next question on my list,” or somesuch. It doesn’t breathe. I did relate to this, about how Cara distrusts compliments or feels like she has to contradict them:
CARA: I think each of us has to look at the root of the issue as to why we cannot feel good about ourselves often enough to celebrate ourselves. It’s larger than what’s happening in the moment of receiving a compliment. Everyone has to figure out why they don’t agree with what’s being said. It’s a self-confidence thing.
I do that all the time. It feels like saying “thank you” isn’t enough and a deflection is necessary, and that’s just not true. I have to work on that.
I also enjoyed this anecdote about Rihanna.
CARA: I’ve seen her work in the studio, in concert, in meetings. But to see her act was incredible. There was a moment where Luc was trying to make her cry, to be emotional. He was like, “Imagine that you get told that your song hasn’t gone to number one and your performance is really bad.” I knew she wasn’t going to give a shit—that’s not the way to get into her emotion. And she literally said, “You’re kidding me? I couldn’t care less.” That was funny.
This is so perfectly Rihanna, or at least in the way I imagine her. I’ve never met her and yet I am completely confident in believing she wouldn’t care if her single flops. I love you, Riri. I kind of wish she and Cara would have a torrid, public, poorly dressed affair.