It takes a lot of talent, d’ye know, you oglers, to come up tops in a line of work—we’re whispering bikini modeling here—where there’s virtually a scrum of sleek limbs an...
Few women with straight, short, straw blonde hair in a gown with chains on it look happier; few men who has swung past a supermodel wife lusted after by half the world seem gladder...
Close your eyes, summon the time machine called Memory, and transport yourself to your childhood school. Coloured by vivid detail and a soft haziness that approaches old photos, w...
In these days of plaguish darkness, there are people who believe, mistakenly we think, that a Covid-free dawn will light up the Indian firmament. For the rest of us, visions of fes...
If you’ve been preoccupying yourself with the catwalk and private personas of Kendall and Kylie Jenner, their illustrious half-sisters and the dysfunctional rants of one sister...
Many are the noxious vagaries of Bollywood: nepotism, shabbiness towards ‘outsiders’, the casting couch, unbearable pressure eating away at young talent…. Now, we get an answ...
Her hair, braided and blonde, those startling blue-gray eyes, a demure, regal bearing and the utter sadism she had to put up with in much of Game of Thrones made our hearts melt in...
The expressionless glare with which Chris Gayle dispatches deliveries into the stands and their hapless hurlers into temporary perdition may lead to believe he’s a cheerless hoic...
There were two seasons (circa 2009-10) when the world of glamour photography bowed its head to Megan Fox, then beseeched her to show her tattoos in intimate attire, as lenses burnt...
The forests straddling Karnataka and Tamil Nadu once shed their trembling leaves at the very mention of the brigand Veerappan—his reputation as a poacher, smuggler, murderer and ...
There’s the exemplary figure of Nathan Lyon—as potent as a strike fast bowler—and then there’s a void. The world of off-spin bowling is going through a lean phase—just lo...
If 2020, this vale of tears we are passing through, has been the annus mirabilis for even a solitary person, that blessed individual has to be Hardik Pandya—formerly the enfant t...
As he swept the land, looking for a pretty face—a peg to hang his next, insipid movie on, Ram Gopal Varma happened on Ankeeta Maharana from Odisha. Exulting at an eureka moment, ...
Our Sunny flew outta her coop, touched down in LA International Airport, mingled amidst the California Girls, and hit the beach to the tune of Surfin USA. As beachwear, she had a ...
We first espied Brooklyn Beckham early this century as an overdressed, sniggering little tich tagging along with his proud parents as they left a party (or a dozen). That he has gr...
As Sunny Leone creates frolicsome little waves in LA, Randeep Hooda gives back to his city by doing his mite in helping clean up Versova beach in Mumbai. A man who can be seen pick...
Masquerade balls, the masques of fashionable criminals in gaslit Europe, the fearsome masks that gladiators would don to intimidate snarling adversaries and beasts.... The masks th...
Coco Chanel brought a sensuously brazen feminism on to Paris catwalks, and thence to the fashion world. Can the prodigiously talented Coco Gauff—slayer of Venus Williams in the o...
On better days, now seemingly lost to the world, Charlize Theron would spread herself like this, sleepy abandon spilling out like silky gowns out of a wardrobe, disporting in slink...
“Which Jessica do you like,” went a common query among punters over a decade back. The choices came gladly to the eye: Alba, Biel, Chastain and Simpson. The last Jessica, the p...
