Crowds go ape when Mick Jagger's daughter Elizabeth joins mom Jerry Hall on the catwalk
Those lips, those eyes, those pelts: At designer Thierry Mugler's Paris fashion show, Elizabeth Scarlett Jagger, 14, daughter of Rolling Stone Mick, 55, took her first not-at-all-tentative steps down a runway, in the company of model mom Jerry Hall, 42. The pair prowled the catwalk in matching "monkey hair" dresses (actually, horsehair treated to simulate simian) and suede stilettoes. "I wasn't nervous," the ninth grader, who also wore a glittering Stones logo painted on her shoulder, told Britain's Daily Telegraph newspaper. Her mother denied coaching her: "She said she doesn't want to walk like me."
Elizabeth, who has signed with Hall's modeling agency and will star in fashion designer Vivienne Westwood's ad campaign this fall, "is semi-interested" in following in Mom's footsteps, says Hall pal Antony Price, a designer. Although Hall (also mom to James, 12, Georgia, 6, and Gabriel Luke Beauregard, 9 months) began her own career in her teens, "Elizabeth is still very much a little girl," Price says. Not so her stepsister Jade, 26—Mick's daughter with ex-wife Bianca—who made headlines of her own in July by posing, naked and bound, for a poster to promote a nightclub on the Spanish island of Ibiza, where she lives.
The Modish Squad
Not everyone can be a spy doing battle with super-villains, but thanks to J. Peterman's new catalogue—you might call it Victoria's Secret Agents—anyone can look like one. Capitalizing on the look of Ralph Fiennes as John Steed and Uma Thurman as Emma Peel in the movie The Avengers, due Aug. 14, the upscale circular takes license to shill such items as Emma's Chinese Silk Tapestry Sheath (sizes 2-12) for $675; her Chinese silk dress for $495; and, of course, that snug-as-a-suntan cat-suit getup modeled by Thurman (above), complete with license-plate-size belt buckle, for $2,000. Steed's wardrobe is a comparative bargain at only $98 for the bowler and $595 for the natty, three-piece chalk-stripe suit. But remember, Ralph and Uma are only actors; actual results may vary.
Magical History Tour
There, beneath the blue suburban skies, Beatle fans can now inspect the modest two-story row house on the outskirts of Liverpool that Paul McCartney, 56, once called home. The brick dwelling where he lived from 1955 to 1964 has just been opened to the public by Britain's National Trust, which learned it was for sale, bought it for $91,000 in 1995 and decided to make it a national monument. Not much remained—not even the wallpaper or the door to Paul's bedroom—from the years McCartney spent there from ages 13 to 22, but experts spent nearly $80,000 to retrofit the place with '50s furnishings to resemble the setting where Paul and best mate John Lennon wrote "Love Me Do" and "I Saw Her Standing There." McCartney—who, with his widower dad, Jim, and brother Michael, literally fled the house for good one night to escape the crush of Beatlemania—pronounced himself "chuffed" (that's "thrilled" to us Yanks) by the preservation.
The Gloves Come Off
Ken Starr might have Monica Lewinsky talking, but President Clinton has Rocky in his corner. On July 9, at a $5,000-a-plate Democratic party fund-raiser at Sylvester Stallone's $27 million Miami mansion, the actor handed over the gloves he wore in the first Rocky. Quipped Clinton: "I think I've established that I can take a punch." The President—due to step back into the fund-raising ring this weekend at the Hamptons home of Alec Baldwin and Kim Basinger—can afford to joke: He walked off with $800,000 for the Democrats from Stallone's fete.
The Show Must Not Go On
It looks like Tony winner Natasha Richardson, 35, may miss her final curtain call as Cabarets seductive Sally Bowles. The reason? The July 21 skyscraper construction accident that killed one woman and threw Manhattan's theater district into chaos. Barricaded streets forced hundreds of businesses to go dark, including Cabaret's Kit Kat Klub, a renovated disco.
At first Richardson used her unscheduled time off to catch hubby Liam Neeson, 46, as Oscar Wilde in the play The Judas Kiss a few blocks away. But with Jennifer Jason Leigh scheduled to step in as Sally on Aug. 4, Richardson will likely miss any return. "It's been frustrating for her," says Cabaret artistic director Todd Haimes. "This was supposed to be the final fun two weeks. It's sad."
Grin But Don't Bare It
Certain actresses—Demi Moore comes to mind—have rather flexible views on film nudity. But when Angela Bassett, 40 on Aug. 16, says she was asked to undress for How Stella Got Her Groove Back, she opted to keep her private parts private. That way, Bassett says, the audience "can put their own ideas of love and sensuality into it."
A quaint notion, but one that is taking hold in Hollywood. In Wild Things, Neve Campbell bared only her back. And in a brief Great Expectations strip scene, Gwyneth Paltrow says she used a body double because "I would have had to not wear a bra, and I just didn't want to do that in front of the crew." The new modesty may stem from the fact that nude scenes are recycled on the Internet. Alyssa Milano, for one, has sued seven websites for posting nude shots. So while certain actresses—Winona Ryder, Meg Ryan and Alicia Silverstone—have always refused to flaunt their flesh, those who once went bare are now balking. Liv Tyler, who removed her top in Stealing Beauty, declined to do so in the upcoming Onegin. Even Jenny McCarthy, who posed in Playboy, is nixing nudity. Can the return of petticoats be far behind?
"Most pretty blonde girls today, they want to be loved," says actress Joanna Barnes. "It's much more fun to be hated." She should know. In 1961 she starred as Brian Keith's child-hating fiancée in The Parent Trap, about twin girls trying to reunite their divorced parents. Now Barnes, 63, is back in the Parent Trap remake, playing the mother of Dennis Quaid's ferocious fiancée. Reading the script, Barnes knew she would "walk over broken glass to do it." Such feats proved unnecessary; on the set, she says she was treated "like long-lost royalty." Though Barnes, who lives in Santa Barbara, seems happily trapped in baddie roles, her skill as a harpy once proved too effective: In 1979 she married architect Jack L. Warner and became stepmom to real-life 14-year-old twins. "They had seen The Parent Trap a jillion times," Barnes jokes about their first meeting. "They saw me and said, 'Dad, how could you marry her?' "