Word: boyishly
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...what she once rebelled against and hated--the Establishment. But if one looks at documentary footage of her from that period, one can still feel the spit and vinegar of the fiery peasant woman who began her fashion revolution against society by aiming at the head, with hats. Her boyish "flapper" creations were in stark contrast to the Belle Epoque millinery that was in vogue at the time, and about which she asked, "How can a brain function under those things?" Something that Chanel can never be accused of is not using her brain. Her sharp mind is apparent...
...days in the joint. Well, maybe except for the platinum-blond streaks in his dark hair, dyed for a new movie role. His once bloodshot eyes seem clear and focused. The famous six-stitch gash he received in a vicious prison brawl is virtually undetectable on his still boyish face, thanks to a controversial furlough that allowed him to visit a plastic surgeon. And though he initially insisted that no questions about jail be asked, he not only appears comfortable but is also downright chatty about some of his prison experiences...
...century over again. Naturally, my first response was to demand a recount. Where, for example, are the feminist revolutionaries--the Betty Friedans, the Sylvia Pankhursts, the Simone de Beauvoirs? Yes, I know there are still four more categories and 80 more names to go, but it's a pretty boyish definition of revolution that includes only those great social upheavals that involved the storming of palaces and the execution of royal families...
Enter Leo. Slender, smooth, cupid-lipped, his refined looks suggest a dewier Brad Pitt--a Brad Pitt crossed with Natalie Portman, say. As a screen lover he is more chipper than smoldering, too boyish to be androgynous but too androgynous to be sexy in any threatening, carnal, actual sort of way. The Man in the Iron Mask plays this up perhaps too much, outfitting DiCaprio in 17th century blouses and wigs falling halfway down his back. In his butchier Titanic incarnation--where, of course, he has the added advantage of getting to die dreamily in the presence of his beloved...
Mendes, a compact, tousle-haired man with a boyish lack of pretension, graduated from Cambridge and had a pair of shows on the West End (London Assurance and The Cherry Orchard) by the time he was 23. He later spent five years with the Royal Shakespeare Company, developing a craft free of theatrical folderol. "You learned how to do Shakespeare with two tables and four chairs," he says. "Theater is not about illustrating, not about decorating. It's about building images from the inside out. That's frightening for actors. They can't blend into the scenery...