Early copies of the Olsen twins’ book, Influence, are out, and the reviews?
Generally positive!
Readers, we just got a copy of the Olsen twins’ new book, Influence. And it’s fantastic. We’re not even being sarcastic. We haven’t felt this way about a book since the one all about the costumes in the Sex and the City movie landed on our desk. Influence consists only of interviews conducted by the Olsens (with editor Derek Blasberg in tow) with the world’s most famous designers, photographers, artists, and tastemakers alongside pictures of them, their work, and the Olsens. We’re talking long, involved, revealing interviews that are, you know, entertaining. With people like John Galliano, Christian Louboutin, Terry Richardson, Richard Prince, and more. Yes, a coffee-table book that’s more than worth a read!
NY Mag also posted some snippets from the Olsens’ interview with Karl Lagerfeld, which is, admittedly, totally awesome.
I think I might have to buy this book.
Your opinion is really strange sometimes. i dont know what part of that interview you found “totally awesome”. It seemed pretty average to me. Just boring conversation.
With the fall of his trophy girlfriends’ clothing line, and the Twins’ success, Spencer Pratt must be check on his fist. Bwahahahaha.
With the fall of his trophy girlfriends’ clothing line, and the Twins’ success, Spencer Pratt must be chewing on his fist. Bwahahahaha.
Ah, krap.
wow, sounds like good news, olsens. i think it’s a cool concept – you know, as opposed to them pretending the early twenties are old enough for a memoir and all that shit.
The duck lip twins!
Their interview questions and comments sound like lame dialog from one of their boring, crappy, poorly-acted movies.
“What do you do now to stay in shape?”
“If only I were a little taller — that would make me happy!”
“Ah, well boys come and go!”
“Ah! Yes, it’s becoming a problem. It’s the worst.”
“No. I don’t even have a boyfriend. You have to plan that first, right? Figure that out first?”
They annoy me.
They need to stop wearing the carcasses of defenceless animals before I start to give a shit about them.
Just remember to cover the book’s covers with some black paper or something.