When it comes to the winners of the hit BBC show The Traitors, Claudia Winkleman’s wardrobe surely comes first.
Her turn as bloodless hostess, with her cellophane-straight hair and a Lady of the Dead outfit.
The appearance of a mansion and a Siouxsie Sioux is one of the reasons why the show’s unlikely premise, involving a group of scheming, self-advertising hopefuls in a gloomy castle, has been one of television’s biggest hits.
The Traitors is in its third series and Winkleman’s wardrobe has become central to the show – each look is scrutinized and scrutinized as viewers want to achieve the same look.
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It’s a clever fusion of high fashion and middle England, overlaid with a touch of terrifying dominatrix. Celebrity styling ranks pretty high on my list of the least rewarding jobs imaginable.
The stress is daunting enough, having to constantly summon countless hit-box outfits, while navigating the insecurity of clients who depend on their appearance for their selling power.
When it comes to the winners of hit BBC show The Traitors, Claudia Winkleman’s costumes surely come first, writes Alexandra Shulman.
Now that awards season is kicking in, stylists in London, New York and (probably still) Hollywood are raiding their clients’ wardrobes, hoping to score star looks from or work with big-name fashion designers. to create custom sets.
Some stylists are emerging as celebrities, like Law Roach, whose work with Zendaya on her publicity tour for the movie Challengers earned him endless front-page coverage with his tennis-themed ensembles. But generally, these are the silent elves, running like crazy behind the scenes to produce flawless clients.
Winkleman credits Sinead McKeefry for her pitch-perfect style, and with the recognition she’s receiving for her work with the TV host, she may turn that dial for stylists on other shows. When it comes to show business, the truth is that it’s the stylist, not the clothes, that makes the man (or woman).
Nicole is disappointed by her unsexy clothes
One movie star whose stylist does a great job on her public appearances is Nicole Kidman. But sadly, it didn’t work out with her new movie Babygirl. The film, which centers on a middle-aged woman’s fixation with a young intern, who senses her boss’s desire to be sexually controlled, has had a mixed response. And the clothes were a disaster.

One movie star whose stylist does a great job on her public appearances is Nicole Kidman. Photo: Kidman watching Babygirl.
I found the film less interesting than it might seem and strangely unsexy, largely due to Kidman’s unconvincing costumes.
In real life, few female tech CEOs show up night after night in evening gowns and run their empire in a variety of form-fitting outfits. The film’s unrealistic style puts a distance between the viewer and Kidman and undermines what should be a tense and emotional drama.
The only time I really felt invested in her character was when she bravely strips naked in front of her virile and coercive lover, revealing her pale, childlike size.
physique that seemed at odds with his face. Only then did his vulnerability become evident.
Yes, it’s time to go back to the movies.
I saw Babygirl in a real movie theater, with tickets and seats and, unfortunately, the opportunity to buy buckets of popcorn. While the ads and trailers were playing, it was almost impossible to hear anything due to the crunching, chewing, and creaking.
It used to be French fries, right? They were the favorite food at the movies. But now sickly smelling popcorn is the food of choice.
I wonder if there is a correlation between some people’s viewing pleasure and the amount of infuriating noise they can make.
Join the club for a meeting of minds

For years, I have deliberately avoided joining a book club, writes Alexandra Shulman. Image: stock image
For years, I have deliberately avoided joining a book club. Being forced to read a book chosen by someone else and then chewing through it with a group of people, all determined to appear to have the most original version of the book, didn’t seem like fun at all. But, resolving to try more new things this year, I met up with a local group of friends and we had our first get-together last week.
Although I had little time to read the book (Monsters: What Do We Do with Good Art by Bad People?, by American writer Claire Dederer), I realize that age has given me a greater appreciation for other people’s opinions. , particularly when we disagree. .
Unlike the English literature experience at school, where the tedious dissection of A-level texts has left me with a lifelong dislike of Jane Austen and James Joyce.
Dazzled, and not in a good way
The politicians in charge of London’s roads may think they are saving lives by making traffic move at 20mph, but I am convinced that far more lethal than the speed of cars are their dazzling headlights.

The politicians in charge of London’s roads may think they are saving lives by making traffic move at 20mph, but I am convinced that far more lethal than the speed of cars are their glaring headlights, writes Alexandra Shulman.
I used to think that something was wrong with my eyes because they can’t handle the Star Trek-style glare, but now I’ve learned that the reason is the blinding LED lamps installed in modern cars. Surely banning them would be as effective as forcing us to drive at the pace of a horse-drawn carriage?
I just dug myself into a giant hole
My sister introduced me to Mount Aso, the most delicious pink-budded Japanese variety of Japanese willow, which seemed perfect for brightening up the end of the garden. Naturally, wanting what she had, I immediately ordered one online to get it in the ground ASAP to create early spring color.
I expected the tree to be two feet tall and easy to plant. But a massive six-foot tree was delivered, requiring extensive digging to get it into place. The next day my grocery delivery arrived from Ocado, including a packet of frozen peas so big it barely fit in the freezer, instead of the usual 500g.
Are there any known conditions for someone not reading measurements correctly?