LIFE via INSTAGRAM - March 17th to April 1st

It’s finally spring!! If you haven’t been keeping up with my latest antics, here is a quick roundup. Recently I traveled to Toronto and made some new friends, and worked on a cool project for Glamour magazine with the lovely Chanel Iman. xx

  1. My look in Toronto: top by my Canadian boys Greta Constantine, skirt by my New York boy Zac Posen and makeup + hair by the international wonderkin Veronica Chu.
  2. I’m at #WMCFW (fashion week Toronto) surprising these two lovely ladies with fantastic MasterCard #PricelessSurprises.
  3. Does anyone know what time it is?
  4. IT’S THE FIRST DAY OF SPRING!!! Thank goodness! #throwbackthursday to my Vogue Nippon shoot with Uncle Arthur Elgort.
  5. At the #Fashion20 Awards in Greta Constantine.
  6. With my old Irish dance friends nearly 9 years ago. Hard to believe! #ThrowbackThursday
  7. Thrilled to receive these portraits by the modern master of fashion illustration, David Downton.
  8. Working on a fun new project with Glamour Magazine!
  9. Please help caption this photo.

Glamour Magazine - November 2013

Anywhere you look on social media these days, there are scissors flying, waves falling, and celebrities and real people alike showing off their brand-new haircuts. Yes, it’s true: the power pixie is back – on Beyoncé, Rihanna, and Charlize Theron, for starters. In truth, short crops have signaled mini social revolutions for decades. There were the Jazz Babies, with their sharp Louise Brooks bobs in the 1920s; Audrey Hepburn’s sheared style in 1953’s Roman Holiday; and Mia Farrow’s gamine ‘do in Rosemary’s Baby, which became the cut of the sixties.

“In the sixties there was really a revolutionary aspect to the cut,” says Bumble and Bumble editorial stylist Laurent Philippon, whose book, Hair: Fashion and Fantasy, comes out this month. “It was a boy’s cut on a woman, and there was the tie to the women’s rights movement happening then.” Today Phillippon finds the boyish streak is more about shock value: “People are feeling the need to be different, to stand out.”

Doing just that is 25-year-old supermodel Coco Rocha, who posed for these photos with a week-and-a-half-old crop, a punkish flop of bang with a shaved undercut. “My hair is so healthy now,” she says. “I cut it because it was breaking.”

So I August, after six months of stewing over it, she took the plunge. “By then she wasn’t even nervous,” she says. Rocha had studied up on red-carpet photos, settling on Tilda Swinton’s chameleon style for inspiration. Then she found just the stylist for the job, Anh Co Tran of the Ramirez Tran Salon in Beverly Hills, known for his short cuts like the elfin ‘do on Ginnifer Goodwin. “Because of work, I had to make sure my cut could do ‘boy’ and ‘girl’, edgy and pretty,” says Rocha.

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PARIS via INSTAGRAM (Part Two) September 26th to 30th

Take a look at some more photos from Paris, and while you’re at it watch a clip of my performance at Jean Paul Gaultier’s Grease-inspired show. 

PS. I know you want to copy JPG’s new hairstyle…

  1. Look at my poor knees after rehearsing all day for Jean Paul Gaultier’s show today!
  2. You’re the one that I want! #JPG #PFW
  3. Change of clothes for the Pucci dinner. Thanks for the hairdo, Guido Palau!
  4. With the ladies Harley Newton and Atlanta De Cadenet at #ChloeLive this morning. 
  5. We have a Mount Rushmore of fashion greats at the Glamour Magazine & Patrick Demarchelier dinner party. Who can name all 6?
  6. Jean Paul Gaultier is trying out a new look this season at Paris Fashion Week.
How Supermodels Took Over the World (Again)by Mike Albo For GLAMOUR MAGAZINE

They tweet. They post selfies. They have more fans than many of Hollywood’s biggest celebs. So how exactly did Karlie, Coco, Cara, and company do it? Like this.
This past May the entire fashion galaxy convened at the annual Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Costume Institute gala in New York City. All the usual A-listers were there, of course: Gwyneth, Madonna, Beyoncé, and more. But many of the world’s top models were there too, drawing as much red-carpet attention as the Hollywood crowd—and sharing the whole scene with the world.
Canadian model Coco Rocha, the 24-year-old coach of the modeling competition show The Face, quickly took a selfie in the graffiti-bedecked bathroom and posted it for her million-plus followers. Fashion favorite and new Victoria’s Secret Angel Karlie Kloss, 21, posted a shot of a friend’s tattooed knuckles that read PUNK THIS, and her 259,000 Instagram fans fist-bumped back. Twenty-two-year-old runway pro Chanel Iman photographed a moment with Taylor Swift. And, not to be outdone, no-holds-barred British It Girl and model Cara Delevingne, 21, snapped herself kissing actress Sienna Miller, wearing a matching spiked dress. By the next morning that lip lock had amassed 60,000 likes on Instagram. “Cara is a stud,” proclaimed @jabber1174.
Check your iPhone, laptop, or television. After several years of silence, supermodels are, well, super again. Runway staples like Delevingne, Kloss, and Rocha are now legitimate media stars, many with TV shows and allwith ardent followers who, say, watch the live-streamed Burberry or Calvin Klein show and then congratulate the girls on Twitter. And guess what: This new crop of supermodels is talking back—and that’s making them more real, more relatable, more likeable.
“This generation knows how to start the conversation and build a career,” says Ivan Bart, senior vice president and managing director of IMG Models, who manages the careers of the entrepreneurially minded runway stars Kloss and Gisele Bündchen. “I think this is the greatest time in the history of modeling.”
First, a little history…
Back in the eighties and nineties, the original supermodels— Linda Evangelista, Cindy Crawford, Naomi Campbell, and Christy Turlington—created a global sensation. They dated rock stars and dominated the magazine newsstand. “You saw a model even in silhouette on the runway and knew exactly who she was,” recalls Tyra Banks, the mega mogul, talk-show host, and creator of America’s Next Top Model, who came on the scene in the nineties. Women everywhere loved them (and maybe hated them a little too).
Yet models of the era say it was easy to be seen in those days— but not easy to be heard. “Your job back then was to show up and put clothes on and show those clothes as best you could,” says Crawford. The irony was that, although she and her crew exuded power and beauty, they recall being discouraged from breaking any actual new ground. Crawford, a five-time Glamour cover girl, says her agents told her that hosting MTV’s House of Style would be a waste of time. That was 1989. “There was no fashion on TV back then,” she says.
Crawford did host that show, but it took decades for her entrepreneurial spirit to catch on. For years—save for Banks, Bündchen, and Kate Moss—models were almost anonymous, with a fresh crop every year. “Girls weren’t popping,” says Banks. “They were famous in Paris only. I think it’s important for someone in the middle of America to know your name and face, and it wasn’t happening.”
Newsflash: Models are people.
Now they’re unique and known. “Karlie is this six-foot-one- and-a-half giant gorgeous alien,” Banks says, assessing the new stars. “Cara is the naughty girl next door. Coco is beautiful but approachable. They are all distinct and themselves. Models used to be silent movie actresses, but not anymore.”
Banks herself deserves a lot of the credit for this trend. Dubbed the “model mogul” by the Wall Street Journal, she transformed herself into a brand, complete with television shows and a book deal. Following Banks’ lead, the average model these days takes her off-the-runway career seriously: Floridian bombshell Kate Upton built her own fan base on YouTube before getting the cover of Sports Illustrated. Kloss and model Joan Smalls are cohosting the new House of Style reboot. Rocha’s got The Face with Campbell and Karolina Kurkova. (For any of you model-IQ doubters, Rocha is also a contributing editor for PC Magazine.) And our cover girl, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, has recently gone the model- turned-actress route. “You no longer have to be defined by one thing,” she says.
Wait: we like them now?
Truth is, models used to be easy for women to resent. They were seen as gorgeous, pouty giraffes who, as Evangelista once famously said, didn’t “wake up for less than $10,000 a day.” Actresses, on the other hand, were shorter and maybe even freckled. Relatable. That’s changed: These days many Hollywood stars guard their privacy carefully, while models come off as less cautious, more real. You can smile along with Joan Smalls as she posts yet another cute photo of her childhood outfits for #throwbackthursday; you’re right there when a bird poops on Delevingne’s bushy brows (true story!) or when Kloss photobombs Steve Carell at the MTV Movie Awards.
“Nowadays, personality counts just as much as looks,” says Lorenzo Martone, a New York City–based manager and publicist. Author and fashion blogger Derek Blasberg agrees: The new supes have to be relatable. It might even be a part of their job. “Yes, people still want gorgeous models with a traffic-stopping walk,” he says. “But a girl today needs to have a big laugh, a big heart, and a good story.”
They’ve found their voice.
Rocha figured out her story five years ago. “It was during the backlash of the supermodel,” she remembers. “You didn’t know our names, and we all kind of looked alike.” So she started a blog. “I thought I was just going to mention mundane things to colleagues and friends. Then I noticed I was getting traffic. I realized I had to have personality. I didn’t want to just be known for my cheekbones. I have a voice.” (In one much-read post, she criticized the industry for its body- image issues: “I’m six inches taller and 10 sizes smaller than the average American woman. Yet in another parallel universe, I am considered ‘fat.’ ”)
Rocha’s blog graduated to a Twitter handle. Then she added a Tumblr page. Now she’s got a Vine identity and a global brand boasting more than 4 million followers on Chinese social-networking sites. “Social media helped my career,” Rocha says. “People would say, ‘We want that girl. She’s got sparkle.’”
Then there’s rising star Delevingne, who drives the tabloids wild by hanging with Rihanna or spilling out of a car with Harry Styles. The most candid of the group, she labels herself on Twitter a “pro- fessional human being” and will post photos between shoots or talk directly to her best friend, pop star Rita Ora, whom she calls “wifey.” In a recent interview Delevingne explained that her followers make her feel “less alone.” Modeling, she says, can be “a really lonely job.”
Ultimately, what many models want today is the right to control their own future: Kloss is launching a new line of jeans for tall women; her charity project Karlie’s Kookies gives money to FEED, to fight hunger. Others are using their clout to shake up their industry for the better. (Watch model Cameron Russell’s TED Talk.
The “genetic lottery” winner had this advice for young women: Don’t try to model; instead, “be the next president.”) But sometimes these women are just looking out for their fans. “You guys are hysterical!” Delevingne responded recently to kids who tweeted her from school. “Get back to work. I will not be blamed for doing badly in exams!”
What’s next? Pretty much anything, says Banks. “It’s their time,” she shrugs. “The choice to do more is in these girls’ hands.” No doubt their decision will be posted.

How Supermodels Took Over the World (Again)

They tweet. They post selfies. They have more fans than many of Hollywood’s biggest celebs. So how exactly did Karlie, Coco, Cara, and company do it? Like this.

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LIFE via INSTAGRAM - October 8th - 25th, 2012.
Follow me at @cocorocha for realtime updates!   

  1. Olivia Wilde delivering a hysterical monologue at the Glamour Mag These Girls event tonight. Watch Amy Pohler sing a… stunning rendition of Katy Perry’s ‘Firework’ HERE.
  2. Back to Red. For the day…
  3. I spy a giant UFO over southern Manhattan?! From the Boom Boom Room at the top of The Standard.
  4. Craziest place on earth to do a photoshoot? Times Square. 
  5. These Louis Vuitton shoes mean serious business!! (via Pose)
  6. New Exhibit at the Victoria and Albert museum in London featuring one of my favorite Tim Walker pictures.
  7. At the launch of the new Versace Soho Boutique at 160 Mercer Street. So beautiful, but FREEZING in here!
  8. I met the legendary Bette Midler at the Fendi-sponsored Coalition For The Homeless event tonight! My year is complete.
  9. Supporting the Bally event for DKMS where I just got swabbed by my girl Katharina Harf! Tyson Chandler did and you can, too - it’s so easy!


For this seasons ELLE Collections (A bi-annual industry standard dedicated to the catwalk) I was asked by their lovely Editor-in-Chief, Lorraine Candy, if I would like to submit my Paris fashion week diary for printing. If you can, please go buy the magazine, its basically a beautifully put together art book and something you will want to save for years. For the rest of you, I thought you might like to see a little bit of what I wrote about!

Wednesday the 29th of September

The first day of Paris fashion week my husband James and I rented bicycle’s and headed across town to see my old friend Jean Paul Gaultier. Coming to see Gaultier has always been a highlight of my visits to Paris through the seasons. The last time we saw each other, Jean Paul stopped everything to lead me up a series of staircases to watch the sun set over the city. It was like a wild fire on the horizon, so beautiful. This time I was there to try on clothes for Saturdays show and members of the press were invited to observe the process. The great thing about Jean Paul is that unlike many other designers of his stature, he still styles all the models himself. Together we had fun experimenting with different looks and he ended up wrapping bandanas all down my leg as a photographer documented the humble genius down on one knee. The prints Gaultier came up with this season were all 3D inspired images printed in dirty shades of blue and red. I loved the look and suggested that he should do all the makeup in a faux 3D coloring and style also. Jean Paul and I have a history of throwing out crazy ideas that actually become reality. Over the years I’ve Irish danced his runways, Ive had a public cat fight in mud and I’ve been dressed as a mermaid on crutches. Gaultier’s eyes lit up at the idea of the 3D make-up but in the end practicality would win out this time.

After my fitting with JPG I went to see Zac Posen and Christopher Niquet at their impromptu studio in Paris. I’m so happy Zac decided to show in France this year, I feel like its a good fit for him. At the fitting are Isabeli Fontana, Crystal Renn and Zacs little dog who keeps running off with pieces of fabric and clothing. Crystal and I talk about what to wear for the big event Paris Vogue is throwing for their 90th anniversary this week. Do we go casual or do we go all out? We both agree that if there was ever an occasion to “go all out”, this was it. Zac kindly loans me an amazing dusty peach ball gown dress he just happens to have laying around the studio and voila! I have my outfit. Its good to have friends in Paris.

Thursday the 30th of September

Thursday morning I walked in my first show of PFW and Zac Posens first show in Paris, ever. The show was set in the beautiful Westin Hotel ballroom and I feel like the clothes gave off a particular Parisian vibe this season; lots of feathers, sheer fabrics and marabou jackets. As far as the cast goes, Zac had a dream team of girls to work with - Hillary Rhoda, Crystal Renn, Behati Prinsloo, Karlie Kloss, Isabeli Fontana… all the girls were there.

That night James, Behati, Cameron Russell and myself all headed out to the ball, thrown in Karl Lagerfeld’s incredible old house. Everyone you can imagine was there, whether you realized it or not. Its was interesting to see who wanted to be seen and who didn’t. Some masks are obvious: Gisele, Tyra, Marc and Natalia were all fairly easy to spot. Diane Von Furstenburg had probably the most glorious head dress of the night and for some reason Lenny Kravitz, who I kept bumping into, reminded me of a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle? As we wander around upstairs Sasha Pivovarova told me that the 4 giant rooms we just walked through were formerly Karls clothes closets!? You could have fit my entire apartment into each room. In the final room we discovered what can only be described as a Willy Wonka garden of deserts. Entire plants and vegetables were made of chocolate and fountains overflow with every delight you can imagine. I break every model taboo by gorging on chocolate to the silent horror of the fashionable crowd.

James and I round up Behati and Cameron and decide to leave the party. The only problem is we never arranged a car to pick us up, and taxis are next to impossible, so we end up walking the entire way home, in ball gowns and masks. Eventually we ladies in our impractical heels are forced to walk barefoot through the Louve gardens which must have been quite the sight in the middle of the night.

Friday the 1st of October

Friday afternoon was Dior. Its notoriously hard to get people backstage but with the help of a manager we snook James in, who spent his time trying to stay out of the way in the smallest backstage of Paris fashion week. John Galliano loves his themes and this year he had nautical inspired clothing: sailor pants, caps galore paired up with the vintage glam of Betty Page inspired hair and make-up. Other than a massive paparazzi fuss over Kate Moss the show went off without a hitch and I had the rest of the day to relax!

Saturday the 2nd of October

Saturday was Gaultiers show. Rather than my idea for 3D make-up Jean Paul decided on a Joan Jett meets Ziggy Stardust inspired look. The make up is so severe that its kind of hard to recognize the models backstage. Is that Karolina Kurkova or Anja Rubik? A problem arrises when t I’m given red boots that are about 4 sizes too big for me, I look like Ronald McDonald. Finally my size is found and I’m ready to go, but, the show isn’t. We run over time by about an hour but I’m sure everyone was glad they waited when they discovered that Beth Ditto was opening and closing the show with acapella performances and a strut down what would be the longest runway in Paris until Chanel’s epic show.

After the show my car picked me up and I headed to my fitting with John Galliano. Girls from the JPG show had already got there ahead of me. The Russians, Sasha and Snejana were hard at work on a pack of cigarettes while Karli Kloss and I hungrily picked from a snack table that consisted entirely of candy and coke light? As we all sat waiting what seemed like forever I started getting a little anxious, I had a dinner event to go to later that evening. Luckily for me, my amazing agent Micki Schnieder called the casting director and told him I needed to leave very shortly. Out came the casting director who asked all the other girls if they would mind if I went in first. Very graciously they allowed me to do so, though I’m sure they wanted to kill me.

Running a little late I finished my fitting and headed directly to my dinner party. Glamour magazine had invited James and I to have dinner with Leah Michelle, star of Glee, in recognition of her recent cover. We got there a little after appetizers were served and I find Zac Posen had stole my seat right next to Leah. Oh well, that’s what happens when you’re late. Zac introduced me to Leah by telling her I can sing and dance and that I should be the next guest on Glee. As a side note, Zac has never heard me sing, nor do I - still Zac makes a great, if not slightly dishonest talent agent! We have a lovely dinner together and we all take turns feeding Zacs little dog (named Tina Turner) who is hidden under the table of this fancy restaurant.

Sunday the 3rd of October

Sunday was the Galliano show at the beautiful Opera Comique. Galliano was inspired by the muse Maria Lani, a woman from the 1920’s and 30’s who posed for artists like Matisse and Leger. Our hair and make-up were inspired by different portraits those artists have made of her and before the show began John encouraged us to be as dramatic and theatrical as we wanted on the runway. If we wanted to sit in Hamish Bowles lap, we could. If we wanted to pirouette in front of Janet Jackson, that was fine too. I decided I was going to play with my pigtails like a scary rag doll. Ive seen the pictures, it was pretty scary.

After the show I was chased through the streets by the Asian paparazzi with my hair and make up in full effect.  I got home and scrubbed the makeup off my face and red dye out of my hair just in time for the Fendi party. At the party Duran Duran performed their biggest hits and everyone was turned into a 14 year old fan again. Of course my fellow Elite model Yasmin Le Bon was there in support of her husband Simon. Abby Lee, Anja, Behati, Dree and a slew of other top models were there too and in the middle of “Hungry Like the Wolf” I looked up and there on the balcony was Mr. Karl Lagerfeld himself, nodding in approval to the music.

We all sang our hearts out and had the best time. Lucky for me, the next day I could sleep in.

Monday the 4th of October

After a long sleep in Behati calls James and I and tells us she’s coming over. Behati was like our 3rd room mate the entire week in Paris and nearly every night ended with all three of us sat in bed playing the addictive game “Angry Bird” on our iPhones and iPads. By mid-week we had nearly conquered every level. I hear a knock at the door that can only be Behati and I decide to answer it with my scariest face… it turns out to be a poor maid who I horrify.

Behati does eventually come over and we decide to go on a bike ride up to one of my favorite spots in Paris, Sacre Coeur. Unfortunately it rains most of the way and we all realize how horribly out of shape we are. So after a delicious onion soup lunch at the top we call a car to come pick us up to take us to our fittings with Chanel and Hermes.

Tuesday the 5th of October

Tuesday morning I’m up at the crack of dawn. Only Chanel could get me out of bed at 5am. Behati and I head to the Grand Palais where we find a massive indoor garden inspired by Versatile has been laid out, Chanel never cease to amaze. In the background an 80 piece orchestra practices as we models are shown how we are to walk the runway, a catwalk so long it would take each model 5 minutes to complete. Right behind me is a newer model, a beautiful doll faced girl named Barbara Palvin. She’s almost crying with excitement before we go out and I’m reminded of how excited I was before my first Chanel show. Barbara says she’s a little nervous she won’t remember where to walk, I tell her to follow me and she’ll be fine… i think?

Wednesday 6th October

Wednesday was the final day of fashion week and in the afternoon was preparing to walk in Jean Paul Gaultiers final presentation for Hermes. For his last collection Gaultier went back to the roots of the Hermes brand with an equestrian theme and during the show there were actual horse and riders in the background. The whole thing was very beautiful and powerful, a wonderful conclusion to the week and Mr Gaultiers run as creative director.

A few hours after the show I again ran into Jean Paul, this time at the Marie Claire Prix d’Excellence awards. Apparently all the editors of Marie Claire had voted me model of the year and so I went up to accept my award. In fashion we don’t have a Grammies or an Oscars so this was my monument to thank all the people who have made my career a success - my family, my agents, the photographers, the editors and the designers. Especially Jean Paul, who gave me so many memorable fashion moments. Up next was Designer of the year award which, you guessed it, Gaultier won. He went on to thank his team and… me! Double the honor that night.

Off I went with my 15 pound crystal award in hand. An award that would go on to cost me over $200 in extra luggage fee’s to bring home, but never the less, it was a very nice ending to a very memorable Paris fashion week.

by Coco Rocha

This months Glamour magazine has a fun little feature called the “How To Do Anything Better Guide”. A few weeks the magazine came over to my apartment with the chef from New York City’s SALT restaurant to help me throw a “better” party for some of my friends. I was taught a few interesting new dishes and mixed drinks and the magazine asked me to give my own party-throwing advice (though I’m probably the least party-minded model you’ll ever meet). I

I will admit, the party playlist leaves something to be desired, I thought they were asking whats on my iPod right now! Opps… I do love myself some Cocteau twins though.