By Rebecca Voight...
Nov. 26: There’s nothing like a bit of T&A to get the ho, ho, ho going. At least that’s what Carine Roitfeld and naughty Terry Richardson cooked up with Louis Vuitton for French Vogue's 2009 calendar. A Christmas gift to readers plastic-bagged with the Dec/Jan issue (guest-edited by Stephanie de Monaco), the calendar is Richardson’s take on the Vargas pin-up, using Louis Vuitton accessories and not much else. Thirteen voluptuous babes are featured, from Jourdan Dunn as a nurse in a peek-a-boo baby doll dress to Lakshmi Menon riding an inflatable carrot, plus a French maid, cowgirl, sailorette and the all-American cheerleader, among other male fantasies. But the best pin-up is the cover: pussycat Eniko Mihalik lapping at a bowl of milk dressed in nothing but an erect tail and a pair of vertiginous Louis Vuitton sandals.
"We do a calendar every year with a different photographer,” said Roitfeld at a small fête at Louis Vuitton's quai de la Megisserie headquarters in Paris. “Last year was Mario Sorrenti and the year before that was David Sims." But that's not all that has the editor-in-chief gushing. “February (French Vogue) is an entire issue with (model) Lara Stone and the cover line is Et Vogue Créa Lara." Taken from Roger Vadim’s 1956 classic Et Dieu Créa La Femme, starring Brigitte Bardot, the issue includes shoots by Inez van Lamsweerde, Peter Lindbergh, Hedi Slimane, Nan Goldin and Steven Klein. “Lara had almost stopped working so I decided I wanted to make her a star,” explained Roitfeld, who, meanwhile, plans to spend Christmas at a spa, deservedly. “I’ve had enough of high heels.”
Singer Estelle breezed in and out looking extremely curvaceous in a second-skin black knit dress heavy on the crystals, along with Lee Radziwill, actor Vincent Perez and Givenchy’s Riccardo Tisci. Just back from Moscow, where he attended Russian Vogue's 10th anniversary party and visited clients, Tisci said he can't get over the place. "I’m crazy about it, there’s so much darkness and romanticism there. I was shocked." For Christmas, Tisci usually goes to an ashram in India to meditate, but he said this year he's considering somewhere different like Puerto Rico. (And that was before we heard the terrible news from Mumbai.) Georgina Stojiljkovic, September’s sexy secretary, said she wasn't expecting to show much skin. “Nobody told me it was lingerie. But I was the last one for the day and there were three or four girls before me, so I did peek.”
Marc Jacobs made his entrance rather late on Carine's arm, dressed in skorts again—and he does have the legs for it. Asked what he likes about Terry Richardson, whom he calls Uncle Terry, Jacobs quipped, “Anatomically, he’s perfect. He's goofy-looking and you get the idea that there is something kind of wrong with him, but in a good way.” Jacobs said he, too, has gone nude for Richardson, adding, “but those pictures will never be published." That's unlikely, considering his newfound exhibitionism. For now, though, we'll see a body-painted Jacobs in a Harper’s Bazaar January story on Stephen Sprouse, shot by Richardson.