Stephanie Seymour Thinks Kendull Jenner And Gigi Hadid Are “Bitches Of The Moment”
Once upon time there was no social media and people had privacy and lives in the outside world. You had to read printed newspapers to find stuff out and call up your friends voice talk style to learn about their lives and how their cat is doing. That time was also when models were gorgeous ladies who captured our hearts, imaginations and stomachs with their looks and bad attitudes, not their parents and social media presence. Stephanie Seymour, one of the original supermodels – and super great driver – recently gave her opinion on the difference between the originals and the Insta girls.
Vanity Fair tells us that while speaking to Entertainment Tonight last April, Rebecca Romijn (the true Mystique) said that she was frustrated that social media hos like Kendull and Gigi Hadid are being called supermodels and setting style standards. In her own words, “they are not true supermodels.” VF caught up with Stephanie at Thursday Night’s amFAR Inspiration Gala in NYC and asked if she agreed.
They are completely different than we were. Supermodels are sort of the thing of the past. They deserve their own title. [Kendall and Gigi] are beautiful girls, and I support all of them, but they need their own title. Bitches of the moment! That would be a good title for them.
And there you have it folks. We can all go home now. We can all stop calling those two baby hos names and labels and trying to figure out exactly what kind of deal with Satan they and their managers have because Stephanie put it the way only a true supermodel can. Eloquent, seemingly nice and dripping, oozing, reeking of bitch so razor sharp it could cut through Kardashian Kontour Konkrete (their new line of body injectables).
Stephanie went on to mourn the loss of privacy social media has created as well as saying how much fun she had working in a time when there weren’t eyes on them 24/7. Stephanie recounts the time she and Naomi Campbell first met:
We were listening to Wham! and shooting for this catalogue in England. After work we would head into a taxi and drive around London. And Naomi would scream out the window, ‘God save the Queen!’ After that, we immediately became best friends
Now that sounds like some supermodel shit. No, it isn’t a mountain of cocaine backstage at a fashion show, but it sounds like fun that could be fuelled by something snortable or drinkable. This was pre-cellphone or maybe brick cellphone times so we can only imagine what Naomi was throwing at maids, drivers, passersby. Oh how wonderful it would be to have those days back rather than these bitches of the moment… If only Kendull or Gigi would actually do something interesting. Come on, girls! Throw a phone! Get busted with some drugs! If you want to be a supermodel, it’s what ya gotta do!
Pic: Wenn