People vs. Us Weekly: The Down & Dirty History
Note: The following is a rough draft of a section of the ending section of my dissertation, which covers the history of celebrity gossip from 1948 - the present. I apologize to any gestures to previous arguments — I’ve tried to remove them for the purpose of the blog post, but some might have snuck in. As always, I would *love* feedback — especially concerning your memories of this time, whether related the explicit competition between the two magazines or the celebrity “frenzy” that occurred in its wake.
In 2002, Time Inc. CEO Anne Moore was on the defensive. Despite People Magazine‘s robust ad sales and steady circulation numbers, the publication was under attack: with a new, high-profile editor and a $35 million investment from Disney, Us Weekly, the magazine long known as “Jann Wenner’s Vietnam,” was launching an assault.
Wenner had funneled $10.3 million into purchasing placement for his magazine in the check-out line, right besides People. He and his gifted editor, Bonnie Fuller, were poking fun at People in the press, ridiculing its dated look and focus on human interest. For many, Wenner and Fuller’s rankling ran true: as one side-by-side review of the magazines exclaimed, “The cover of People is boxy, dated and stale, while the cover of Us is fresh and fancy-free…..IT’S NOT THE 1970S ANYMORE, PEOPLE!”[i] For over twenty five years, People had fended off all challengers, including the long-beleaguered Us, which had undergone a tedious series of makeovers in hopes of finding a format and editorial voice that resonated with readers. In 2002, the magazine’s tone, content, and promotional seemed to have finally coalesced. Us Weeky had become a gossip presence that demanded reckoning.
Time Inc. was adamant, however, that there was no “horse race” between the two magazines. “I don’t see them as a direct competitor,” Moore explained, “They’re not hurting People in any way. I think what [Us editor] Bonnie [Fuller] has done is quite interesting…but she’s running a much more witty, upscale-tabloid. People is a human interest magazine. People is fine. People is strong.”[ii] Fuller took expected umbrage: “I think of Us as a newsmagazine. We don’t take a tabloid approach. They hide in tall grass and catch celebrities. We want to show them at their best.”[iii] And Us has ethics: “we’re very careful that everything we print is true, and we have a lot of reporters, and we fact check and confirm [rumors] with publicists,” she explained.[iv] “We always go to the publicist and discuss what we have — absolutely always.”[v]
Despite public statements to the contrary, by 2002, the rivalry between People and Us had come to a head. This, as the title of a Washington Post article made clear, was a “celebrity deathmatch,” featuring two brilliant young editors, two obstinate and entrenched publishers, and two disparate approaches to the way that celebrity should be covered in the 21st century. [vi] The battle still rages today, with no sign of a clear victor. Yet Us did not so much take a segment of People’s readership as much as it created a new set of readers, composed of men and women who desired a dramatic approach to celebrity that was heavy on images, light on the words. In so doing, Us — its reliance on paparazzi photography, its mercurial rise, its competition with People — helped foster a perception of celebrity culture gone wild.
This chapter details the specifics of the battle between the two magazines, with particular attention to the innovations on the part of Us that forced People and the rest of the gossip industry to reconsider the way they approached and packaged celebrity discourse. I argue that Us weds the most effective components of the tabloid and the traditional fan magazine, resulting in a publication that appeals to readers’ desires to both venerate and denigrate celebrities and celebrity culture. The result: a magazine that mirrors the conception of stars and celebrities as the conflation of the extraordinary and the ordinary, deified and defiled, “just like Us” on one page and absolutely nothing like us the next.
The success of Us — and the so-called celebrity death match between it and other celebrity publications — also heightened the visibility of celebrity gossip. Us’ editorial style relied heavily on paparazzi photos; the resultant demand created a frenzy that came to a head in 2005, when several celebrities were nearly injured in their attempts to escape photographers seeking a candid, potentially scandalous shot. The rivalry also spawned a bevy of imitators, including Life & Style, In Touch, and an American version of OK Magazine, increasing the visibility of celebrity publications at the newsstand. Finally, the conglomerates with full or partial interest in People and Us (Time Warner and Disney, respectively) leveraged the magazines’ brand recognition and content across holdings, enervating newscasts, sports channels, and daytime talk shows with gossip tidbits and branded content. The result: a sense of celebrity ubiquity that would only be exacerbated by the continued spread of New Media.
The competition between Us and People was ostensibly about subscribers and ad rates. But as this chapter will show, the ramifications of the competition spread far beyond the accountant’s office, affecting the conglomerated media landscape, the relationship between consumers and celebrities, and the perceived place of celebrity in contemporary culture. I have divided the chapter into three sections: the first will detail Us’ “makeover” from the initial move to weekly publication to Fuller’s innovations in 2002-2003. The second section focuses on People’s retrenchment following Us’ upsurge, as well as the efforts on the part of Fuller’s successor, Janice Min, to further refine the Us editorial voice. The third and final section addresses the industrial and cultural ramifications of the Us/People rivalry, looking to the ways in which elements of the contemporary frenzy (and anxiety) that attends celebrity culture may be traced to the competition between the two magazines.
Us Goes Weekly
In 1999, Us Magazine was regarded as “Wenner’s folly.”[vii] Since Wenner gained full control of the magazine in 1989, Us had continually bled money and resources. In the ‘90s, Wenner had shifted the focus and form of the magazine to entertainment news and long-form journalism, hoping to compete with Entertainment Weekly and Premiere. Yet Us’ circulation remained mired in the sub-million range throughout the decade, with consistently poor newsstand sales. Analysts estimated that Wenner was still losing $10 million a year on the magazine, which had yet to turn a profit in his decade as full owner. But Wenner was determined for Us to succeed, and funneled $50 million in recapitalization towards market research, hiring new staff, and yet another overhaul of the magazine in 1999.[viii] The overarching goal: make it weekly, and make it cool. The newly christened Us Weekly would eschew insider industry coverage: “You want to read about Mike Ovitz, you’ve got to look somewhere else,” Wenner explained, alluding to Ovitz’s prominent coverage in EW, a magazine he elsewhere dismissed as “boring.”[ix] Us Weekly would focus on “entertainment personalities,” but of a different generation than People. When the competition was covering Burt Reynolds, Cher, and Barbra Streisand, Us would feature upcoming stars Brad Pitt and Gwyneth Paltrow.
While Us would still provide reviews of movies and television shows in an effort to appeal to Hollywood advertisers, it would also expand its fashion coverage. In 1994, Time Inc. had successfully launched InStyle, a monthly publication that wed celebrity, fashion, and style.
InStyle’s cover always featured a celebrity, while the inside eschewed the traditional fashion shoot for catalog-style layout, where clothing, jewelry, shoes, etc. were labeled with their price and source in a manner that naturally appealed to advertisers. Wenner claimed that the mix of fashion and style had, in fact, been born at Us; with twelve pages devoted to fashion, the revamped Us Weekly would “claim the franchise back.”[x]
The magazine would also change its attitude towards celebrities, both aesthetically and relationally. Inside the magazine, editors allowed large spaces for paparazzi photos, treating them “as if they were fine works of art.”[xi] Us also aimed to cultivate a “celebrity-friendly” image for the magazine, promising to play nice in exchange for first-hand access to the stars. “We’re not here to deal with people’s dirty secrets or expose secrets they don’t choose to expose,” Wenner explained. “These are not politicians; these are not public officials…They’re entertainers, they’re artists, and they deserve our respect.”[xii] In practice, Wenner’s philosophy meant that Us would publish the narrative proffered by celebrities and their publicists. Wenner might not have allowed press agents to write the stories for him, as they did for the classic fan magazines, but he was willing to paint a flattering portrait of a star in exchange for his/her involvement with the magazine.
When Us vowed to “play nice” with celebrities, it was taking a distinct tact from People. People was widely known for its soft-ball approach to celebrity culture: the magazine aimed to put a positive spin on public events, whether related to celebrities, political mishaps, or natural catastrophes. But as a Time Inc. publication, People also had a journalistic standards to uphold: as editor Martha Nelson explained, “When it comes to the worlds of celebrity and entertainment, I don’t think there’s a better news gathering organization. It’s about fairness, facts, and fact-checking. It’s about having the story right and operating with the kind of ethics that are the hallmark of the company.”[xiii] What Us bad-mouthed as a “write around” — a story in which authors write “around” the fact that they do not access to its subject — People might deem an “objective story.”[xiv]
As much as Nelson’s words evidence certain editorial spin, they also spoke to the fact that People refused to associate itself with a story that lacked confirmation or was of dubious accuracy, in part because any ethical misstep could potentially mar the Time Inc./Time Warner brand. To ensure this level of accuracy, People had more than editorial staffers devoted to fact checking and research; in contrast, Us had less than 50.[xv] The difference between the two editorial policies should be clear: Us was willing to overlook journalistic integrity in favor garnering favor with celebrities. For Us, this was not a matter of shame — it gleefully forfeited any responsibility for reporting “fair and balanced’ celebrity news. Indeed, Us was not news at all; it was gossip, i.e. discourse about the stars, neither confirmed nor denied. What Us lacked in journalistic credibility, it gained in pure tantalization.
Wenner was confident in Us’ ability to attract star cooperation, even if only due to their frustration with the competition. As he explained in the weeks leading up to the relaunch, “Eighty to ninety percent of the stars will not talk to People. They don’t like it. They don’t feel comfortable in it. People has a bad reputation out there — it looks pedestrian, it’s not very elegant. They’ve hurt a lot of people out there; they’ve burned a number of people.”[xvi] Wenner cited no specifics, but he was likely referring to the fact that celebrities and their publicists disliked the lack of control over the final People product, and that a young, upcoming star may not want to associate him/herself with a magazine that skewed towards the middle-class and middle-aged.
Whatever objections celebrities might have had, the fact remained that People’s circulation dwarfed that of Us, automatically making it a more desirable forum to promote themselves and their projects. As Simon Halls, then-publicist to Paltrow, Jennifer Aniston, and a host of other stars explained, People not only has a “huge readership,” but “a high level of credibility” with readers.[xvii] It was also a known quantity. In contrast, Halls was wary of working with Us, which, through its ample use of paparazzi photography and focus on grading celebrities’ fashion choices, had become “much less controllable.”[xviii] Wenner was aiming to change that reputation, but the fact remained that any gossip magazine that relied on paparazzi images would have difficulties sustaining relationships with stars.
While Wenner worked to change the look and reputation of the magazine, he was also attempting to turn Us into a highly visible publication with tremendous single-copy sales. Most magazines, including People, focused on building solid groups of subscribers. Slashed subscription rates may have “[brought] little or nothing to the bottom line,” yet subscribers composed a attractive community to potential advertisers.[xix] With a solid if unspectacular subscription base of 515,167, Us took a different tact. Instead of promoting subscriptions, Wenner worked to push single copy sales, which would yield a far larger profit margin and shoulder a larger proportion of the magazine’s bottom line. When Us gained enough momentum via new readers, then Wenner could worry more about attracting a larger subscription base and new advertisers.
To bolster single-copy sales, Wenner pursued a two-prong strategy. First, he funneled $10.3 million into the rental of “choice real estate” in the check-out aisle of supermarkets and other mass market outlets, putting Us Weekly side-by-side with People in 150,000 outlets.[xx] Second, Wenner and his editorial team spent over a year refining the “art of crafting covers that will entice young women,” mixing young celebrity with romance, fashion, and drama. [xxi] The long-term goal: close in on People’s 1.4 million in newsstand sales. In the short term, Us was aiming for a 40 percent sell through rate, which could pull the magazine into profitability within eighteen months.
The first issue of Us Weekly, on newsstands March 17, 2000, was a perfect manifestation of the new Us philosophy, featuring a smiling Julia Roberts. The inside of the magazine boasted an exclusive interview and portfolio of photos featuring Roberts, plus eleven pages devoted to fashion.[xxii] The interview and photos was sanctioned; the tone was light and airy; the cover was aimed directly at young women. But People refused to play nice, and “ambushed” Us Weekly one week before its premiere with its own Roberts cover.[xxiii]

The accompanying story was a vintage “write-around,” using old photos and quotes from Roberts’ former directors, current boyfriends, and other intimates to make up for People’s lack of access to the star. While Us obviously had the real prize, People had deflated the launch of the new magazine — and declared its intention to compete.
Us Goes Disney
No matter of market research could make up for the fact that under the relatively small Wenner Media, Us Weekly still lacked capitol, solid distribution, and promotion. Three months after the relaunch, poor sales forced Wenner to lower the ad rate base from 1 million to 800,000.[xxiv] By December 2000, Us was in free fall: overall circulation was down 17% to 828,000, single copy sales plummeted 38%, and Wenner had reportedly burned through $30 million.[xxv] Salvation arrived in February 2001, when Disney exchanged a $35 million investment for a 50% stake in the Us.[xxvi] While the deal was deemed a “life raft sale,” the benefits were manifold. For Us, it meant an infusion of capital, assistance with distribution, and a web of promotional connections that Wenner Media had simply been unable to provide. Wenner trumpeted the “myriad circulation opportunities” allotted through the connection with Disney: they could place Us subscription cards in Disney videotapes and DVDs aimed at young women, for example, or in the 40,000 Disney-owned hotel rooms. [xxvii]
For Disney, Us was pure promotional potential. Granted, the magazine may have been steadily losing money and readers, but Disney wanted a print promotional outlet to pair with its investment in the E! Entertainment Channel. Us was exactly the sort of “nonaggressive, celebrity-friendly, synergy-ready” product that Disney desired — a means to “spicen-up [sic]” properties across the conglomerate.[xxviii] Disney head Michael Eisner eagerly listed off a litany of potential synergies: ABC could develop an Us-branded awards shows; ABC morning programs (Good Morning America, The View) would air Us Weekly gossip segments; Us-branded news reports would air on the ABC radio network; the ESPN channel and magazine could partner to showcase celebrity athletes.[xxix]
Media analysts were quick to point out that Us was the kind of property Disney needed in order to compete with the newly expanded AOL Time Warner. As outlined in Chapter Eight, AOL Time Warner had failed to fully capitalize on the potential of its multiple promotional arms throughout the ‘90s, and while Time Warner’s acquisition of AOL would soon prove a miscalculation, it nevertheless spurred Disney — which had recently shuttered its long-struggling online portal, Go.com — to seek further means of cross-promotion. In an interview with Mediaweek, Optimedia chairman Gene DeWitt pinpointed the problem: Disney lacked a “showcase for their stars comparable to what Warner Bros. and New Line [both under Time Warner] have with People, EW, and InStyle…the world has become so competitive in promotion that you need every venue you can get to tell people what you’re doing.”[xxx] In other words, Disney needed an outlet that could provide explicit, timely promotion of its stars.
But it also needed that celebrity outlet to play nice. Of the conglomerates that had come to dominate the media landscape over the course of the ’80 and ‘90s, Disney was known not only for its tight diversification, unified vision, and tremendous synergy, but for its insistence on maintaining a positive, family-friendly image. Disney and scandal simply did not mix. When Eisner and Wenner announced the investment, both were emphatic in their claim that Us was no scandal rag: in Eisner’s words, “As a company, we’re not interested in angst and edginess and scandal. We are not interested in insulting people who work for us.” Or, as Wenner added, people “we do business with.”[xxxi]
Us’ would not hew to this philosophy for long: starting in 2002, it began printing negative gossip bits and tipping its stories with scandal. Yet such an attitude was rarely, if ever, applied to Disney, its stars, or its productions. At the same time, both Wenner and Eisner were quick to maintain Us’ editorial independence. Eisner pointed out that a recent issue of Us featured the cast of Temptation Island, a reality program airing on Fox, and gave a poor grade to Recess: School’s Out, the latest animated feature from Disney. Us would continue to run features on non-Disney celebrities and products, and give deserving grades to Disney products, because, as Eisner explained, “if people think Disney has the edge, [Us] will lose [its] ability to attract other media.”[xxxii]
Yet as the Disney synergy machine took control, the ties between the magazine and the conglomerate became increasingly explicit. Within months of the agreement, ABC News began feeding a 90-second “Us Report” to ABC affiliates, Us-branded segments popped up on The View and Good Morning America, and a massive cross-promotion on “The World’s Sexiest Athletes” joined online content, a ninety-minute ESPN special, and an Us feature on “hottest jocks.”[xxxiii] The goal: bring Us’ female audience to Disney’s male-skewing properties. According to Us’ liaison to Disney, the collaboration exemplified “what we can bring the table that [Disney] couldn’t get from other in-house properties.”[xxxiv] In other words, Us was providing the hoped-for “spice” across Disney’s conglomerate content.
Bonnier Fuller’s Us Weekly
Under Disney’s wing, Us began to stabilize. But the magazine’s true turnaround began in February 2002, when Wenner announced that Bonnie Fuller would join Us Weekly as editor-in-chief. Fuller transformed Us from a magazine with a vague celebrity identity into a distinct brand, cultivating an approach to celebrity culture that clearly differentiated it from People. She wed the most assuring aspects of the fan magazine, many of which were already staples of Us, with the most compelling components of the tabloid, significantly upping the use of paparazzi photography. Under Fuller, Us found a midway point between fawning and mean, between sickly-sweet and sarcastic. It recognized celebrities as something unique — something worthy of readers’ attention — but at the same time, humanized them in a way that made it easy to invest in their personal lives and problems.
In this way, Fuller made the travails of celebrities matter. As Richard Dyer explains, “stars matter because they act out aspects of life that matter to us; and performers get to be stars when what they act out matters to enough people.”[xxxv] To slightly modify Dyer’s statement, personalities get to be celebrities when what they act out — or what gossip magazines construe them as acting out — matters to enough people. Through her invocation of loves won and lost, Fuller, more than any other editor since the halcyon days of Photoplay and Modern Screen, made celebrities and their stories seem significant and worthy of extended investment. The more these celebrities and their ongoing narratives mattered, the more readers would feel compelled to follow them on a weekly basis. While the maxim was not novel — every editor knows that reader investment is the most reliable way to sell a story — Fuller was able to spin celebrity narratives in a way that seemed at once indulgent and irresistible. She was using all the old fan magazine tricks, but dressing them in sexy, slightly scandalous clothing.
Fuller achieved this feat through an overhaul of the magazine’s approach to celebrity, even when it entailed challenging Wenner and Disney’s editorial philosophy of “playing nice” with celebrities. But no one could accuse Fuller of blindsiding her bosses: she came to Us with a reputation as a wild card who, in her previous positions at YM, Marie Claire, Cosmopolitan, and Glamour had used sex and glamour to boost circulation through whatever means necessary.[xxxvi] Fuller was not one to play by conglomerate rules: in June 2001, Conde Nast had ousted Fuller as editor-in-chief of Glamour after she published a “write-around” on Catherine Zeta-Jones, knowing full well that Glamour’s sister publication and superior, Vogue, had slated an exclusive interview for the same month.[xxxvii] Fuller evidentially had few qualms alienating or offending conglomerate siblings, so long as it contributed to her product’s bottom line. As will become clear, Fuller’s philosophy yielded a sharp increase in Us’ overall circulation, but began to alienate Disney in the process.
Fuller was hailed for her “brilliant cover sensibilities,” which she immediately applied to Us Weekly.[xxxviii] Instead of simply profiling or interviewing a young celebrity, Fuller employed “steamy, eye-popping cover lines” to make the celebrity’s story “as clear as possible and as dramatic as possible.”[xxxix] The goal: exploit readers‘ desire to know the answers to their intimate questions about a celebrity and his/her love life. In June 2002, Fuller placed Jennifer Lopez and estranged husband Cris Angel on the cover, emphasizing their break-up through a dramatic tear down the middle of the photo. She and her staff deliberated over headlines offering to answer “What Went Wrong,” “Why It’s Over,” and “Why They Split” — variations on the very question they thought readers would be wondering when they learned the news of the separation.[xl]

Other covers offered to answer similar queries: “The Inside Story: Reese — What’s She Really Like,” “Mariah: What Really Happened,” “Eminem - His Women & His World,” “Will They Ever Have Babies?” and “American Idol: Kelly’s Untold Story.”

“Just like Us”
Inside the magazine, Fuller’s editorial maxim was simple: “Nobody likes to read.” Or, more precisely, nobody “likes to read about celebrities, since celebrities don’t have much to say and we presume they’re lying to us anyway.”[xli] The way to sell a celebrity magazine, then, was not through long-form stories, but pure aesthetic affect — a cornucopia of oversized headlines, graphs, doodles, and abundance of photos. Fuller thus took the existing format for the front section of the magazine, then filled with a mix of large, striking photos, and applied it to the length of the magazine. The new Us Weekly was, in essence, a heavily captioned celebrity photo album; you didn’t read the magazine so much as look at it.[xlii]
But Fuller needed photos to fill those pages — and would depend on the paparazzi to provide them. As outlined in Chapter Five, paparazzi culture began to spread in Europe in the ‘50s and ‘60s, concurrent with the demise of the star and studio system and the rise of unsanctioned gossip. The National Enquirer and other tabloids had relied on paparazzi photography since the ‘70s; even “respectable” publications, including Us and People, had periodically used paparazzi shots to illustrate stories with reticent subjects. Celebrities had fought back against the incursion of paparazzi photographers and videographers — in 1996, George Clooney and the cast of ER launched a boycott against Entertainment Tonight for incursions on the part of its sister show, Hard Copy, forcing the show to foreswear paparazzi footage.[xliii] Negative sentiment came to a head following the death of Princess Diana, whose car crashed while attempting to flee a group of photographers in Paris, France. In the aftermath, the press demonized both the paparazzi and the hunger for intimate photos that fueled it. But no matter of guilt could disrupt the supply and demand for unsanctioned photos.
Us had used paparazzi photography in the past, but under Fuller, it became the magazine’s staple. Until the late ‘90s, paparazzi had been a rarified vocation: unless contracted to a specific agency, a individual paparazzo had to bear the cost of an expensive camera, miles of film, development, and distribution. But with the rise of New Media and digital technologies at the turn of the millennium, it had become increasingly easy — and cheap — to track a celebrity’s quotidian activities. Anyone with a digital camera, navigational knowledge of Los Angeles, an internet connection and a bit of gumption could take and sell photos of celebrities. The result was a veritable sea of photos — at premieres and special events, of course, but also leaving the gym, bringing their kids to school, and power-lunching at The Ivy. Fuller put staff members to work, seeking images in which two celebrities wore the same outfit, committed “beauty violations,” or experienced some sort of wardrobe “malfunction.” She also used paparazzi and stock photos to craft collages that tread the ground between whimsy and vitriol: “Us Investigates: The Celebrity Tan Line,” for example, arranged the decoupaged heads of thirty celebrities in a spectrum from “Casper” to “Tanorexic.”[xliv]
Fuller also developed a new recurring feature, ingeniously titled “Stars: Just Like Us.” Each week, Us printed four to eight paparazzi shots of celebrities performing the most mundane and pedestrian of actions: shopping at the grocery store, tying their shoes, leaving the house with the price tag still affixed to their jeans. One week paired the headline “Stars: Just like Us….” with a photo of Spice Girl Geri Halliwell carrying a toilet plunger, appropriately captioned “….they even unclog toilets!”[xlv]
For another feature, entitled “Jennifer’s On and Off Days,” Us paired photos of Jennifer Aniston looking “On” (“Low-cut and lovely in a silk Valentino dress”) and “Off” (“Refreshingly laid-back about looking shlubby in public”). Captions encouraged readers to relate to Aniston’s variegated fashion personality: the subtitle declares “isn’t it nice to know that Jennifer Aniston…isn’t all-out glam 24/7?” while an insert of “Her Hair Highs and Lows” asserted “Jennifer’s do isn’t always the epitome of sleekness. (Who can’t relate?)”[xlvi] Us’ strategy with such articles was duo-fold: by establishing that celebrities, for all of their wealth and glamour, also had bad hair days, had to schlep groceries, and wore sweatpants, Us was not only puncturing the myth of celebrity perfection, but encouraging reader identification in the process.
Unlike the tabloids, Fuller rarely publish photos of celebrities at their very worst: Us did not truck in photos of cellulite or sagging breasts; “Just like Us” was never used to point out that the reader was also afflicted by cellulite and receding hairlines. Yet Fuller did not shy from using captions to manipulate photos to support a headline: a seemingly scowling Ben Affleck, for example, could be captioned to suggest relational turmoil. Fuller also used digital doodles — “headlines stamped over photos, little buttons of color trumpeting juicy bits, scribbled notations” — to simultaneously differentiate photos from those printed in other publications and create a sense of bubbly levity.[xlvii] The graphics underscored Us‘ similarity to a fan scrapbook, only the editor, rather than the reader, collected the photos, penned gossipy captions, paired of dream couples, ridiculed crazy outfits, and absent-mindedly doodled in the margins.
Fuller employed this mix of paparazzi photography, “Just like Us,” and digital doodles to humanize celebrities, highlighting the very ordinary components to their otherwise extraordinary existences. From the beginning of the star system, fan magazines and studio publicity had emphasized the ordinary components of stars — they raise children, they work hard, they do the laundry, they cook dinner, they grill steaks.[xlviii] But these efforts to humanize stars were always carefully calculated: a Photoplay story highlighting Debbie Reynolds‘ domesticity never portrayed her looking haggard or disheveled as she kept house; her “ordinary” life was still inflected with glamour. In contrast, Us’ use of unsanctioned paparazzi photography showed that celebrities could not only be ordinary, but distinctly non-glamorous, even unkempt.
Low-Brow, High-Class
Us targeted women, but it was not intended as a stereotypical women’s magazine. As Fuller explained, “At Us, we don’t care about your problems.”[xlix] There would be no recipes, no sympathetic profiles of cancer survivors, no question-and-answer columns; Us was neither Good Housekeeping nor Cosmpolitan. Rather, the magazine would cater to “people in their 20s and 30s who like celebrities and who like style.” More bluntly, Us was not “a magazine that’s looking to solve a lot of insecurities a woman might have.”[l] In this manner, Us deviated from traditional fan magazines, which, at their height, had catered to women of all ages with an ample dose of “how-tos,” instructions on generating self-confidence, editorials on teen marriage, and star-penned instructions on how to nab a man. But as the fan magazines transitioned away from Hollywood stars and towards celebrity in the ‘60s and ‘70s, editors exchanged long narratives for the short, sensational, and dramatically headlined feature, and earnest advice columns took a backseat to gossip and scandal. Fuller’s Us most resembled the “late-stage” fan magazine, spurning the more blatant elements of the women’s magazine in favor of disclosures, fashion faux pas, and romantic difficulties on the part of the celebrity.
These “late stage” fan magazines had taken a cue from the success of Confidential in the 1950s, profiting off readers’ desire to know the worst about the figures the rest of the world liked the best. With the decline of the fan magazines in the ‘70s and ‘80s, the tabloids had taken up the cause, further stratifying the gossip industry: on one side, the tabloids, printed on newsprint, where gossip was nested beside fantastical claims of Elvis’ enduring life. On the other, People, where gossip had been sanitized into “personality journalism” pablum. Under Fuller, Us offered a middle ground: a glossy, high quality magazine that also delivered the dirt. In this way, Us “shoplifted the tabloid readers at the checkout line,” with a product “upmarket enough to make a career women feel comfortable opening up a copy before a manicure at Bergdorf Goodman’s.”[li] The new Us was no fan magazine, nor was it a tabloid aimed at the working-class— it was low brow goods for otherwise high class readers, and it sales were through the roof.
The brilliance of Fuller’s formula became fully apparent in late July of 2002, when Us scooped other gossip outlets with Angelina Jolie’s exclusive confession of “Why I Left Billy Bob.” The issue, which sold over 800,000 copies, was a sign of things to come: over the second half of 2002, newsstand sales rose a staggering 55%, averaging 505,002 copies an issue, while People’s declined 3.2%.[lii] By the end of the year, Wenner was able to raise Us Weekly’s ad rate base to 1,050,000; the magazine’s finances were at long last in the black.[liii] Over ten short months, Fuller had established Us Weekly as formidable gossip force.
People Retrenches
People may have been old, but it refused to take Us’ incursion lying down. As described above, People had been quick to take action to counter Us’ relaunch in 2000, yet Us’ floundering circulation numbers soon made it clear that the magazine posed little threat. Disney’s investment in Us undoubtedly perked Time Warner’s ears, but proved more annoyance than legitimate menace. The rumors of Fuller’s move to Us, however, spurred Time Inc. into action. A week before the Wenner made Fuller’s appointment public, Time Inc. announced that People’s longtime editor Carol Wallace would be replaced by Martha Nelson, founding editor of InStyle.[liv] Under Nelson, InStyle had popularized the notion that celebrities — not models — sold fashion, both on the cover and inside the magazine. InStyle co-mingled image-heavy spreads of celebrities “at home and at play” with features relating current trends in celebrity fashion, e.g. the bob, the mini-dress, the asymmetrical hemline. Time Inc. had no immediate plans for a redesign of People. But as Wallace equivocated: “You don’t hire an editor as stylist and smart as Martha and not give her a chance to address the look of the magazine…It could use a face lift.”[lv] The press soon framed Fuller and Nelson as “rival geniuses” battling to prove their respective magazines as the future of the industry.[lvi]
When Nelson moved to People in 2002, she recognized that she had been brought in to rejuvenate and strengthen the magazine in the face of Us’ gradual incursion. The issue was how to revitalize People “without damaging the core concept,” e.g. a “journalistically rigorous magazine about how people cope.”[lvii] Nelson thus set about “sharpening” the magazine’s look: she decluttered the cover, axing the “Weekly” from the magazine’s title.[lviii] Borrowing a page from InStyle and Us, she expanded the number of full-page photo spreads in the front of the magazine.[lix] But Nelson shied from any dramatic changes to the magazines, fearing they would alienate more readers than they would attract. The mix of celebrity coverage (53%) and “human interest” or personality stories (47%) would remain steady from 2001-2006.
Time even funneled $5 million into a promotional campaign — People’s first in five years — tasked with reemphasizing the magazine’s focus on personality coverage. With a new tagline — “People: At the Heart of Every Story” — Time aimed to distinguish People from its competition, underscoring the magazine’s attention to “everyday people as well as the rich and the famous.”[lx] Ads portrayed a broad sampling of “personalities,” from teenage golfer Michelle Wie to politician Richard A. Gephardt and his lesbian daughter. [lxi] The implicit message: People cared about people — people who had accomplished things, who had conquered adversity, who were newsworthy — and who happened to be celebrities. The competitions’ investment in “pure celebrity” was meant to appear trivial in comparison. But People was missing the point: Us wasn’t trying to play catch-up, or infringe on People’s territory. It was trying to make that very territory — and the older, less fashionable, less educated, less wealthy demographic to which it appealed — seem obsolete.
Yet Us was not, in fact, affecting People’s circulation. As Variety pointed out, Us stole “lots of buzz” from People, but not “actual readers.”[lxii] Over the second half of 2002, sixteen consecutive issues of People averaged 1.5 million in newsstand sales — an astounding 60% sell-through rate — while overall circulation averaged 3.6 million. Adjusted for a dip following the 9/11 attacks, People’s circulation had remained steady throughout 2001-2002, despite Us’ dramatic upsurge during the same period.[lxiii] The readership for celebrity magazines was either doubling up — purchasing Us in addition to People — or expanding. The trend would continue over the decade to come: the “battle of the newsstand” was not over a finite number of readers; rather, it functioned to incite overall demand for celebrity publications. While the rest of the publishing industry suffered, celebrity publications was thriving.
During this same period, Us and Disney were gradually reconfiguring their relationship. After the initial wave of synergies described above, many of Disney’s blueprints for the Us brand began to disintegrate. The planned syndicated radio show, Us-branded awards ceremony, and joint web content had all “either been scrapped or put on ice” due to cost concerns or the stagnant web market.[lxiv] While Fuller had made a handful of appearances on The View, Us’ relationship with ABC’s Good Morning America was strained: executives resented having to collaborate with Us, and rejected many of the segment ideas proffered by Us staffers. Frustrated over the decrease in Us-branded segments, Wenner exacerbated tensions by going around GMA executive producer Shelly Ross and appealing directly to Disney officials; GMA even replaced the Us on-air interviewer with one of its own staff members.[lxv] Whether because of Wenner’s personalities or the specifics of the market, the envisioned matrix of synergies had not come to pass.
But Us continued to explicitly and implicitly promote Disney products in the magazine: a best-selling issue from August 12, 2002 showcased J.Lo & Ben’s “Hot New Love” and “what’s really going on with their sudden, sexy, and serious” romance on the cover — subjects with nothing to do with Disney or its products. Inside, however, was a Disney promotional bonanza: Julia Roberts, on the press circuit to promote Full Frontal (produced by Miramax, then owned by Disney), was featured in five segments, including a two-page spread on her appearance at the Full Frontal premiere, a recitation of “Julia’s Full Frontal Secrets,” and “Julia’s Little List” on the details of her wedding invitations. The issue also included two pages on Signs (produced by Touchstone Films) and another two pages on the premiere of Spy Kids 2 (produced by Disney subsidiary Dimension Films), plus prominent reviews of Full Frontal, Signs, and the new ABC Family reality series The Last Resort.
The issue also devoted space to non-Disney products, including four pages in the beginning of the magazine tracking “The Week of Austin Powers,” a film franchise owned by Time Warner.[lxvi] But Us also directed negative buzz towards non-Disney products: Harrison Ford was apparently showing off his “inner grump” while promoting Paramount’s K-19: The Widowmaker; Cameron Diaz and Drew Barrymore had ditched training for Columbia Studio’s Charlie’s Angels 2 in order to go shopping, annoying crew and co-stars. The synergies between Disney and Us might not have been working exactly as planned, and Fuller’s tone might have been slightly more crass than Disney had hoped. But that did not mean that Us was not fulfilling its fundamental purpose of providing free promotion for a bevy of Disney products.
“The Brilliance of the Formula”
In February 2003, Fuller’s contract was about to expire. Despite widespread rumors that Fuller had turned the magazine’s workplace into an “editorial gulag,” Wenner signed her to a new three-year deal, with an “unprecedented” base salary of over $1 million a year.[lxvii] While the notoriously hands-on Wenner had steered clear of Fuller during her first year at Us, insiders reported that he had begun to meddle in the publishing process in Spring of 2003.[lxviii] The resultant friction at least partially contributed to Fuller’s decision to tender her resignation on June 26, 2003. Fuller may well have been fed up with Wenner, but she was also lured by the promise of an even more lucrative deal to add “glitz and mainstream acceptance” to American Media’s stable of tabloid publications, including Star and The National Enquirer. [lxix]
The resignation sent waves through the publishing industry, but Wenner seemed unfazed. Days after Fuller’s resignation, he appointed Janice Min as editor. In addition to stints at People and InStyle, Min had served as Fuller’s “No. 2,” and wasted no time in putting fears concerning the loss of her former boss to rest. The first two issues under her control — one detailing the new love between Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore, the other suggesting Billy Bob Thorton’s renewed efforts to win back Jolie — proved “she has the Midas touch for cover selection,” selling 541,000 and 600,000 newsstand copies, respectively.[lxx]
A mere two months into Min’s tenure, newsstand sales were up 25% from the same period the year before. While Min adopted many of the hallmarks of Fuller’s editorial philosophy, her attitude towards celebrities was markedly warmer. Whereas Fuller had been known for her “take-no-publicists” attitude towards celebrity spin, Min “seems to have more empathy for beleaguered celebs,” devoting space to such celeb-friendly pieces as “My Favorite Room,” in which a celebrity offered a visual tour through his/her personal space.[lxxi] Or, as Wenner explained, “Bonnie really disliked the people we covered….With Janice, that just doesn’t exist.”[lxxii] The warmer tone seemed to be resonating: by the end of 2003, total circulation had risen18.9% to 1.3 million.[lxxiii]
Over the next two years, Min further fine-tuned Fuller’s formula, incorporating several innovations of her own. Most visibly, Min devoted significant coverage to reality stars, with specific attention to The Bachelor and The Bachelorette. A string of covers detailed the forthcoming wedding of “Ryan and Trista,” the belabored relationship between “Andrew and Jen,” and the philandering of Bachelor Bob, including a cover devoted to asking “Whose Heart Will He Break?”[lxxiv] Reality programming provided an endless stream of personalities, all of whom were eager to exploit their new-found fame via the gossip industry. A reality star could eventually use their new-found power to leverage demands, the vast majority were desperate for exposure.
The reality star perfectly embodied the Us approach to celebrity: these stars really were just like us; they had no skill other than “playing themselves” on television. The Bachelor/Bachelorette franchise was a perfect fit for Us: unlike Survivor, whose personalities were compelling but not necessarily beautiful or young, the Bachelor was replete with attractive men and women who mirrored the very demographic to which Us was attempting to appeal. Instead of competing in games or for survival, these contestants were playing the game of romance, complete with betrayals, double-crosses, and proposals on-bended-knee, all inflected with a heavy suggestion of sex. Most importantly, The Bachelor and Bachelorette were produced by Time Warner’s Telepictures, but aired on Disney-owned ABC; Us coverage not only boosted magazine sales, but framed the program as must-see television. [lxxv]

Whether covering movie stars or pop idols, Bachelorettes or Britney, Min recognized that her target demographic “thinks of celebrities as peers — like neighbors, or people you went to high school with.”[lxxvi] And as much as readers wanted to gossip about their peers, they did not necessarily want to see them degraded. “We don’t do mean stories,” Min explained. “We don’t make fun of people’s weight of people’s zits.”[lxxvii] As Mediaweek elaborated, if celebrities “are subjects of news at People, objects of awe at In Touch and objects of envy and scorn at Star, at Us they are friends. You love them, but you talk about them behind their backs — and you know they can take a little good-naturing ribbing.”[lxxviii]
As an example of this type of treatment, Min pointed to recently printed tidbit concerning Gwyneth Paltrow, who had admitted wearing a girdle after giving birth in order to avoid looking plump in photos.[lxxix] Us did not accuse Paltrow of deceiving readers, nor did it make fun of Paltrow for needing something as un-glamorous as a girdle. Rather, it used the comment as a means of highlighting the various machinations employed by “normal people” in their transformation into celebrities. Us elevated and reveled in celebrity culture even as it pleasured in deconstructing the elements that composed it, and an attitude it encouraged its readers to share. People may have still outsold Us, but with this unique mix of veneration and demythologization, Us had become a veritable “cultural reference point,” generating the sort of buzz that could compensate for shortcomings in circulation numbers.[lxxx]
Us’ buzz — and attractiveness to a young, wealthy, “cool” demographic — also helped Min solve Us’ advertising problems. In 2002, Fuller had increased Us’ ad pages by 33%, but most upscale advertisers were still hesitant to associate their names with the magazine. As one analyst explained, “the same formula of semi-salacious coverage that drives newsstands tends to drive advertisers away,” and with advertising budgets tightened following the deflation of the dot.com bubble, “many beauty and fashion advertisers steer clear of anything they see as tacky.”[lxxxi] In 2002, Us’ biggest advertisers were Disney and an amalgamation of “classifieds,” e.g. ads for breast enhancement, weight loss, and mail-order skin treatments generally associated with tabloids.[lxxxii] Of course, the quickest route to attract high class advertisers was to attract high class readers. Under Min, Us editorial staff’s mantra — “young, better educated, richer” — helped build a magazine that not only attracted attention and buzz, but the ideal advertising demographic.[lxxxiii] By 2004, the median income of the Us female reader hovered at $83,000, outpacing both Vanity Fair and InStyle.[lxxxiv] High-end advertisers, including Mercedes Benz, Coach, and Christian Dior, followed, helping to raise ad pages 27.6%, with an estimated $50 million in profits for 2005.[lxxxv] Even if Us wasn’t siphoning readers from People, it was stealing advertisers: for the same period in 2004, People’s ad pages were down 2.2%.[lxxxvi]
Industry praise for Us poured in: it won Advertising Age’s award for Magazine of the Year in 2004, Min was named Adweek’s Editor of the Year the following year, and analysts hailed Eisner’s decision to invest in the magazine as “prescient.”[lxxxvii] Over the first two months of 2005, three issues of Us had already sold over a million copies on the newsstand. Us still trailed People in ad revenue and overall circulation, but Min’s magazine had “broken further away from the pack,” setting the standard that other publications, whether People, the new Star under Bonnie Fuller, or celebrity upstarts In Touch and Life & Style would be forced to emulate. As the next section will show, the resultant competition raised the stakes of celebrity coverage, with People, Us, and the rest of the competition fomenting an apparent celebrity frenzy.
Celebrity Frenzy and The Paparazzi Boom
By 2005, the market for unsanctioned celebrity photos had reached a fever pitch. Instead of stabilizing the market, the sheer number of photographers made it even more competitive, as paparazzos vied with one another for the first or best image. In order to snap a celebrity doing something, anything different than the sea of other photographs on the market, paparazzos would verbally and physically goad celebrities, hoping one would lash out, offer a soundbite, make a face for the camera, or otherwise lose his/her composure.[lxxxviii] This aggressive, audacious breed of paparazzi were dubbed “stalkerazzi,” invoking the obsessive drive to invade a celebrity’s privacy.[lxxxix]
Stories of the stalkerazzi and their tactics abounded: in April 2005, Reese Witherspoon called 911 after a group of paparazzi swarmed her in the parking lot of her gym, followed her home, and attempted to force her off the road. The next month, a phalanx of paparazzi chased Lindsay Lohan; one rammed her car and was detained by police. In August, Scarlett Johansson accidentally crashed into a family’s car as she attempted to evade a pack of paparazzos in voracious pursuit. That same month, a group of paparazzi staking out Britney Spears’ baby shower were subject to a hail of BB gun bullets from an unknown location in the surrounding hills.
Tensions between celebrities and the unsolicited, unsanctioned arm of the publicity apparatus had never been higher: as paparazzos resorted to hiding in garbage cans, renting helicopters, and catcalling parents as they walked their kids to school, the celebrities were striking back: Heath Ledger was throwing eggs, but Witherspoon and other stars were pressing charges.[xc] The string of actions by the newly aggressive paparazzi resulted in a criminal inquiry on the part of the Los Angeles police department, culminating in a “Stalkerazzi Law,” that promised to levy stiff fines against those who invaded celebrities’ private spaces.[xci]
Three high profile “narratives” compounded the sense of celebrity hysteria. First, Britney Spears, a long-time subject of intense paparazzi surveillance, was pregnant with her first child with Kevin Federline; picture of her pregnant body (and food and clothing choices) were at a premium. Second, Tom Cruise had engaged in a very public courting of Katie Holmes, manufacturing myriad photo opportunities.
While many viewed the relationship as an example of pure manufactured publicity, paparazzi were nevertheless hungry to document potential revelations, especially any image that would prove the relationship a sham. Finally, Brad Pitt filed for divorce from his Jennifer Aniston in December 2004, and speculation ran wild that Pitt and Angelina Jolie had begun a romance while filming their forthcoming action film Mr. and Mrs. Smith. The pair’s secrecy, coupled with a refusal to discuss their love lives in interviews, rendered any pictorial evidence of a romance tremendously lucrative. The scrutiny applied to each narrative — and the desire to be the first to break news of the latest “chapter” — only contributed to the demand.
This was more than just a perceived boom in paparazzi culture. The number of paparazzo had grown from a “handful” in 1995 to eighty in 2004 and 150 in 2005.[xcii] Dozens of paparazzi agencies set up shop in Los Angeles, vying for access and images of around 50 “A-List” or in-demand celebrities.[xciii] Frank Griffin, partner in one established paparazzi agency, compared the environment in 2005 to that of a gold rush: “It starts off with quite a few honest, hard-working prospectors who strike it rich now and again. And then you get the hangers-on, the camp followers, the hookers, all the rest of the garbage that comes along because they think the streets are lined with gold.”[xciv]
The new wave of “untrained and corner-cutting” paparazzi generally had little to no professional training, hailed from overseas, and worked slavish hours; when it came hunting celebrities, “street smarts” and connections far outweighed skill with a camera.[xcv] Liberal use of bribes yielded agencies access to license plate numbers, full passenger manifests for coast-to-coast flights, and tip-offs when a celebrity booked with a particular limousine company. Groups of photographers formed tight-knit cabals that could launch complicated “offensives” against a celebrity on wheels, on foot, and in the air.[xcvi] And non-photographers, such as the lucky individual on the scene when Spears married Jason Alexander in a Las Vegas chapel, simply added to the already fierce competition.[xcvii] Suddenly, anyone with a cell phone camera was a potential paparazzo.
For critics, the widespread availability and resultant “obsession” with photographs documenting the quotidian elements of celebrity life bordered on pathological. As De Bord had bemoaned the society of spectacle and Boorstin had decried the pseudo-event, academics, analysts, and other pop culture pundits claimed that celebrity culture had taken the media hostage, and Brangelina and Britney now occupied more editorial space than foreign affairs. The rise of gossip blogs in 2005 only accelerated the spread of this celebrity plague, encouraging readers to return multiple times a day for the most minute of updates in a celebrity’s life. With cries familiar to anyone who has read the previous chapters, the voices made sweeping claims concerning the erosion of journalistic ethics and the demise of good taste.
I would like to argue, however, that the perceived glut of celebrity images and information — the rise of so-called “celebrified culture” — can be specifically traced to Us Weekly. More specifically, Us’ innovations, its competition with People, and its ties to Disney. Bearing in mind that no single product is ever uniquely responsible for a cultural phenomenon, I nevertheless contend that Us incited the drive for images of quotidian celebrity activity; the frenzied paparazzi culture of the mid-2000s was simply that demand extended to its logical conclusion. To substantiate this claim, however, we must step back from the particulars of the 2000s and briefly revisit the larger shifts in the way that images of stars and celebrities have been procured, valued, and mediated.
As previous chapters have shown, the studios, the magazines, and other “official” star discourse had long labored to construct stars as objects of veneration. Under this paradigm, the more fans admired, worshipped, or respected a star, the more likely they would be to frequent movies in which the star appeared, buy products the star endorsed, or read magazines featuring the star. But in order to sustain such an image, the classic star system had to limit the number of “voices,” or sources, allowed to “speak” it.[xcviii] Put differently, all discourse about the star had to be harmonized; to sustain that harmony, the studios leveraged control over the star, the fan magazines, and the popular press. With the decline of the studio and star systems, Confidential and other scandal magazines added discourse that was discordant with the otherwise harmonious star image. The dispersal of Hollywood — both in terms of mode of production and the place of the star within it — made it increasingly difficult to control who “spoke” the meaning of a star, and to what end.
In the ‘70s and ‘80s, the rise of CAA, the super agent, and super publicist reinstated crucial element of the star system. As Paul McDonald explains, stars acquired teams of individuals — an agent, a publicist, a manager, a stylist, a personal trainer, a chef, a vocal coach — to perform the image management services once provided by the studio.[xcix] Tom Cruise exemplified the new generation of stars: with an iron-fisted publicist and the most powerful agent in Hollywood, he was able to exact control over the tone and type of discourse in circulation, and, in effect, his entire star image. People, Entertainment Tonight, EW, previous iterations of Us, and the rest of the gossip industry were eager to add their voices to the chorus reinforcing the images proffered by Cruise and other similarly-controlling stars.
But such stars were able to maintain such high levels of control for two reasons: first, the level of surveillance was relatively low. A careful star could generally avoid being caught doing anything that contradicted his/her image. If he/she was caught, damage control was possible: in exchange for money or future appearances, a story could be killed. It might not have been as tight a system as that exercised by “The Fixers” of studio system lore, but it worked. Second, the proliferation of gossip outlets created a competitive market in which stars could pick and choose who carried their stories. If an outlet refused to toe the publicist line, the star would simply take his/her story somewhere else.
In the early 2000s, the spread of New Media fundamentally altered the terms of the relationship between the star and the gossip industry, as digital technology made it possible to surveil stars on a round-the-clock basis. It was increasingly difficult for stars to avoid getting caught on camera when they appeared disheveled in public, went home drunk from a bar, or scolded their children at the park. And as the number of paparazzos increased exponentially, so too did the number of voices attempting to speak the meaning of the star. As the next chapter will show, these number of voices would only continued to grow with the spread of gossip blogs, making it impossible for all but the most savvy of stars to control their images.
The tabloids had long sustained a market for paparazzi images. Yet “Stars: They’re Just Like Us” and similarly-themed Us features “created a lucrative new market for Hollywood paparazzi,” trading on the notion that even the most seemingly unified of celebrity images had its cracks.[c] An Atlantic Monthly feature made the tie between Us and paparazzi culture even more explicit, explaining that “The evolution of Hollywood paparazzi from a marginal nuisance to one of the most powerful and lucrative forces driving the American news-gathering industry is a phenomenon that dates back to March 2002,” when Fuller first took the reins of Us Weekly.[ci]
If Fuller’s editorial philosophy and “Just like Us” sparked the market, the ensuing competition with People fanned the flame. When Us began to encroach on People’s circulation and advertising territory, the two began to engage in massive bidding wars over exclusive rights to various photos. With Time Inc. behind it, People was able throw massive amounts of money at all types of photos, even ones it did plan to use. People spent $75,000 for a photo of Jennifer Lopez reading Us Weekly, simply to prevent Us from publishing the photo.[cii] People was driving up prices, hoping to shut other magazines with smaller operating budgets from scooping them on any story, no matter how small.
For Min, People’s purchase of the J.Lo photo was a “watershed” moment, and marked the true escalation of the bidding wars.[ciii] People would always have more buying power, but Us relied on its wiles, as evidenced by the magazine’s scoop on the Brad Pitt-Angelina Jolie romance in early May of 2005. When a British agency announced that a photographer had obtained images of Pitt and Jolie on a Kenyan beach, a “dogfight” between Us and People ensued. People believed it had secured the rights as $320,000, but Us countered with an offer of $500,000 — but only if the agency would sign a contract immediately, without going back to People. According to Variety, People tried to retaliate with a $1 million offer, but the deal was done.

One-of-a-kind, news-breaking images like those of Pitt and Jolie could net upwards of a million dollars, as evidenced by People’s purchase of the first pictures of Shiloh Jolie-Pitt for a reported $4.1 million in 2006.[civ] But such photos had always commanded relatively high prices: as a group of veteran paparazzos explained, before 2002, “news value” images, e.g. shots of “a hot celeb’s new affair, failed plastic surgery, or sudden weight gain” drove the market.[cv] But the success of “Just like Us” and its knockoffs had changed the calculus of celebrity photography: an otherwise unremarkable photo of a star playing with his/her child could net much more than the same star looking glamorous at a premiere.[cvi] The market for such photos exploded: by 2005, Us was receiving 45,000 to 50,000 images every week, 75% of which were paparazzi shots.[cvii] In this way, Us’ pictorial and rhetorical insistence that stars could be both glamorous and “just like us,” set the paparazzi market in motion.
Conclusion
In truth, the “celebrity death match” invoked in the title of this chapter was not actually between Us Weekly and People, the glossies and the tabloids, or ET and Access Hollywood. Rather, the battle was waged internally, as each outlet struggled to merge two conceptions of celebrities, two different aesthetic means of illuminating the “true” celebrity self. While discourse has long presented stars as ordinary and extraordinary, the gossip industry of the 21st century was struggling with two very different modes of mediating the celebrity for popular consumption. The major players intermingled both conceptions, alternating sanctioned red carpet appearances with unsanctioned paparazzi photography, highly-monitored interviews with gossip and speculation.
Again, these developments were not without historical precedent: a similar mania for unsanctioned photos had occurred in the late ‘50s and through the ‘60s, when illicit photos of Elizabeth Taylor and Eddie Fisher (later Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton) sparked an industry-wide demand; when Jackie Kennedy went into relative seclusion following the assassination of her husband, photos of her were at a similar premium.[cviii]

Nor was it the first time that magazines had attempted to intermingle different modes of celebrity coverage — the “late stage” fan magazines also mixed veneration and accusation, with end products that bordered on schizophrenic in their varying attitudes towards the stars.
What changed, then, and what led to the perception of celebrity ubiquity, was the sheer number of outlets that would pay for these photos, put them on the air, or publish them. The pathology of celebrity culture, once limited to a small handful of magazines, had seemingly now infected the entire mediascape. As previous chapters have demonstrated, the success of People and Entertainment Tonight were responsible for the proliferation of outlets, both in the 1980s and 1990s. And while the success of both outlets demonstrated the necessity of conglomerate backing in launching such a product, neither took full advantage of conglomerate promotional ties. Apart from a few veiled promotions, these outlets were contained, whether to the pages of the magazine or the limits of television slot. In contrast, Disney successfully exploited its major gossip holdings — both E! and Us — in a manner that put the other conglomerates to shame.
Whether through a desire to emulate Disney or, in the case of Time Warner, prove the potential of promised synergies, gossip and entertainment news gradually infiltrated all corners of a conglomerate’s holdings: by the early 2000s, it was in cable programming, news programming, and morning shows; it was on CNN, ESPN, ABC Family; it was available at every news stand, on every computer, in held a new place of prominence in newspapers and magazines, from Time to Architectural Digest.[cix]

Thus rooted, as the market for paparazzi photographs inflated, so too did the perception that celebrity culture had taken over the whole of the media. Overall interest in celebrities and stars may have, in fact, remained steady; what changed was the amount of information available to those who were interested, and the fact that it co-mingled with the “serious news,” sports programming, women’s talk shows, and foreign policy.
The frenzy was arguably at its apex in 2005, but it reached its natural, tragic conclusion in 2007, when Britney Spears underwent a very public breakdown in full view of the paparazzi, and, by extension, the world. She shaved her head — reportedly due to paranoia that the paparazzi were using her hair extensions to track her movements— and later that night, as she attempted to gain access to the house where her two young sons were begin kept from her, she wielded a large umbrella against the paparazzos who persisted in their pursuit.
The photo highlighted the extent of Spears’ break: a still-young girl, once the very embodiment of American innocence, driven to a state of grotesque delusion. The overwhelming sentiment: we — the magazines, the paparazzi, the readers — had created a monster. Spears has since undergone treatment and proceeded into recovery, and the market for “stalkerazzi” style photographs has diminished, in part because celebrities have simply learned to play the game. Some hire “paparazzi abatement” teams; others forge agreements with paparazzos that allow them to take a choice set of photos at the beginning of the night in exchange for being left alone for the remainder of the evening.[cx]
Yet the realities of the market remain: as one agency head explained, “any picture of any celebrity has a value.”[cxi] It was that understanding that led to the rapid increase in paparazzi, especially those willing to engage in “stalkerazzi” tactics; it was that understanding that increased the sheer number of photos available, in print, online, on the air, for reader consumption. And it was that understanding that precipitated a sea change in the way that the imagery of celebrity was valued, mediated, and consumed, leading to a widely-held perception that all media had been “celebrified.” Many additional forces contributed to this perception, including the rise of reality television and digital technologies. But as this chapter as thoroughly demonstrated, it was a sea change originated and accelerated by Us Weekly.
[i]Pamela Davis, “People has seen the enemy and it is Us,” St. Petersburg Times, Mar 24 2000, 1D.
[ii] “60sec. With,” MediaWeek, Oct 28 2002, 40.
[iii] Dianne Clehane, “Bonnie Fuller — Just Like US,” Daily Variety, May 6 2003, 30; Lisa Lockwood, “Fuller’s Philosophy on the Fame Game,” WWD, Jun 7 2002, 18.
[iv] Lockwood 18.
[v] Clehane 30.
[vi] Peter Carlson, “People vs. Us: Celebrity Deathmatch,” Washington Post, Aug 28 2001, C01.
[vii] “The A List,” Advertising Age, Oct 25 2004, S2.
[viii] Jonathan Bing, Abigail Pogrebin “US mag bows its weekly edition,” Daily Variety, Mar 17 2000, 5.
[ix] ibid; “US and Them: Diary of a Launch,” Brill’s Content, May 2000, 107.
[x] ibid.
[xi] Pogrebin 106.
[xii] Pogrebin 107.
[xiii] Diane Clehane, Women making Headlines,” Daily Variety, Nov 12 2003, 46.
[xiv] “March Madness,” MediaWeek, Dec 13 1999, 75.
[xv] David Carr, “Gossip Goes Glossy And Loses Its Stigma,” New York Times, Aug 4 2003, E1.
[xvi] Pogrebin 107.
[xvii] ibid.
[xviii] ibid.
[xix] Keith Dunnavant, “Tumbling Dice,” MediaWeek, May 1 2000, 60.
[xx] ibid; Pogrebin 107.
[xxi] Dunnavant 60.
[xxii] Lisa Granastein, “Stealing the Spotlight,” MediaWeek, Mar 13 2000, 5.
[xxiii] ibid.
[xxiv] Ceila McGee, “Ad Numbers Get Cut at Us Weekly,” Daily News (New York), Jul 1 2000, no page number.
[xxv] Jeff Leeds, “Disney Returns to Publishing With Stake in US,” Los Angeles Times, Feb 28 2001, C1; Jon Fine, “Magazine of the Year: Us Weekly,” Advertising Age, Oct 25 2004, S1.
[xxvi]Us would theretofore be published by a new, jointly owned company separate from Wenner’s other magazine holdings. See Jon Fine, “Us rate base grows,” Advertising Age, Oct 22 2001, 8.
[xxvii] Lisa Granastein, “A New Cast Member,” MediaWeek, Mar 5 2001, 24.
[xxviii] Alex Kuczynski, “Disney to Take 50% Stake in US Weekly Magazine,” New York Times, Feb 28 2001, C1.
[xxix] Granastein, “A New Cast Member,” 24.
[xxx] ibid.
[xxxi] ibid.
[xxxii] Paul D. Colford, “Us Weekly is Taking Celeb Coverage to Disney’s Land,” Daily New (New York), Feb 28 2001, no page number.
[xxxiii] Lily Oei, “Wenner, ABC NewsOne team up for ‘US Report,’” Daily Variety, Nov 7 2001, 10.
[xxxiv] Lisa Granastein, “Growing Up,” MediaWeek, Sep 3 2001, 37.
[xxxv] Richard Dyer, Heavenly Bodies (New York: St. Martin’s Press, 1986), 19.
[xxxvi] Peg Tyre, “A New Guilty Pleasure,” Newsweek, Aug 12 2002, 42.
[xxxvii] David Carr and Lorne Manly, “Editor Coming to Us Weekly May Turn Up the Sex and Glitter,” New York Times, Feb 27 2002, C1.
[xxxviii] Lisa Granastein, “Cover Girl,” MediaWeek, Mar 4 2002, 35.
[xxxix] ibid; David Carr, “Us Weekly’s Sly Ways Win Readers, if Not Yet Ads,” New York Times, Jun 17 2002, C1.
[xl] ibid.
[xli] Judith Newman, “Cover girl,” MediaWeek, Mar 14 2005, SR8.
[xlii] Even the handful of pages still devoted to film and television reviews were structured around photos, large headlines, and graphics.
[xliii] Sharon Waxmon, “Hard Coy Hardball,” Washington Post, Nov 6, 1996, F14.
[xliv] “Us Investigates: The Celebrity Tan Line,” Us Weekly, Aug 12 2002, 42-43.
[xlv] “Stars - They’re Just Like Us,” Us Weekly, Aug 12 2002, 20.
[xlvi] “Jennifer’s On and Off Days,” Us Weekly, Aug 12 2002, 14-15.
[xlvii] Carr, “Us Weekly’s Sly Ways Win Readers, if Not Yet Ads,” C1.
[xlviii] Richard Dyer, Stars (London: BFI, 1998), 43.
[xlix] Lockwood 18.
[l] ibid; Carr and Manly C1.
[li] Michael Learmonth, “Print Biz: New Star Pluckers,” Variety, Aug 30, 2004, 1.
[lii] Clehane 30; Lisa Granastein, “Don’t Give Up on Us,” MediaWeek, Feb 3 2003, 3.
[liii] Paul D. Colford, “Bonnie’s on a Roll as Us Magazine Rocks,” Daily News (New York), Oct 28, 2002, no page number; Carr, “Us Weekly’s Sly Ways Win Readers, if Not Yet Ads,” C1.
[liv] David Carr, “A New Tone, And Leader, at Time Inc.,” New York Times, Feb 21, 2002, C1.
[lv] ibid.
[lvi] Carr and Manly C1.
[lvii] Jill Goldsmith, “People who need People,” Variety, Jul 10 2006, 1, 41; Carr, “A New Tone, And Leader, at Time Inc.,” C1.
[lviii] Goldsmith 1.
[lix] Ann Oldeburg, “Weekly Magazines Face Off,” USA Today, Jul 11 2002, 1D.
[lx] Stuart Elliott, “Advertising,” New York Times, Sep 9 2003, C8.
[lxi] ibid.
[lxii] Clehane 46.
[lxiii] Granastein, “Don’t Give Up on Us,” 3.
[lxiv] Matthew Rose and Bruce Orwall, “The relationship is bigger than Us,” The Globe and Mail, Nov 20 2002, R5.
[lxv] ibid.
[lxvi] “The Week of Austin Powers,” Us Weekly, Aug 22 2002, 6-7; 10-11. Austin Powers: Goldfinger was produced by New Line, then a subsidiary of Time Warner.
[lxvii] Craig Offman, “In a People-friendly niche, Us Still looking for support,” Variety, Feb 18 2002, 9; Nicole LaPorte, “Tabloid lures Us editor,” Daily Variety, Jun 27 2003, 4.
[lxviii] ibid.
[lxix] ibid.
[lxx] Nicole LaPorte, “Fuller deputy Min in at US Weekly,” Daily Variety, Jul 3 2003, 15.
[lxxi] Nicole LaPorte, “More celeb-friendly Us notches up sales gains,” Variety, Sep 1 2003, 7.
[lxxii] Newman SR8.
[lxxiii] (Celebrity Weekly Shocker: Editor Is No Diva!, The New York Times, February 25, 2004 Wednesday, Section B2; LYNDA RICHARDSON)
[lxxiv] Us Weekly issue dated November 24, 2003.
[lxxv] Interestingly, People did not devote a single cover to The Bachelor or Bachelorette between 2003-2005. I have been unable to verify whether producers negotiated an exclusive deal with Us or People simply deemed them unworthy of coverage. People did devote coverage to reality phenomenon The Apprentice in 200*.
[lxxvi] Newman SR8.
[lxxvii] Lisa Granastein, “60sec. With,” MediaWeek, Nov 15 2004, 24.
[lxxviii] Newman SR8.
[lxxix] Fine S1.
[lxxx] ibid.
[lxxxi] Carr, “Us Weekly’s Sly Ways Win Readers, if Not Yet Ads,” C1; Clehane 30.
[lxxxii] Colford, no page number.
[lxxxiii] Newman SR8.
[lxxxiv] ibid; Learmonth 1.
[lxxxv] Fine S1.
[lxxxvi] Newman SR8.
[lxxxvii] Fine S1; Newman SR8.
[lxxxviii] Richard Winton and Tonya Alanez, “Paparazzi Falsh New Audacity,” Los Angeles Times, Oct 16 2005, A1.
[lxxxix] Glenn Garvin, “‘Stalkerazzi’ ploys worsen,” Miami Herald, Jul 17 2005, A3.
[xc] George Rush and Joanna Molloy, “Scarlett’s Crash Course on Paparazzi,” Daily News (New York) Aug 24 2005, 22; Winton and Alanez A1.
[xci] The statute forbids two types of invasion of private space: one literal, one virtual. It makes it an offence to take pictures or sound recordings of anyone “engaging in a personal or familial activity and the physical invasion occurs in a manner that is offensive to a reasonable person,” and it also forbids doing so to a person “engaging in a personal or familial activity under circumstances in which the plaintiff had a reasonable expectation of privacy, through the use of a visual or auditory enhancing device, regardless of whether there is a physical trespass.” See Russell Smith, “California puts lens rangers on notice,” The Globe and Mail, Jan 5 2006, R1.
[xcii] Gina Piccalo, “Caught in their sights,” Los Angeles Times, Jun 4 2005, E1.
[xciii] ibid.
[xciv] David M. Halbfinger and Allison Hopeweiner, “Eye vs. Eye: Inside the Photo Wars,” New York Times, Jul 17 2005, B1.
[xcv] Winton and Alanez A1.
[xcvi] It was no coincidence that one well-known agency was headed by a former member of a Los Angeles street gang, who filed his ranks with street savvy (and reportedly reformed) former gang members. See Winton and Alanez A1.
[xcvii] Piccalo E1.
[xcviii] See Richard DeCordova, Picture Personalities:The Emergence of the Star System in America (Urbana: University of Illinois Press, 1990), 117-147.
[xcix] Paul McDonald, “The Star System: The Production of Hollywood Stardom in the Post-Studio Era,” in The Contemporary Hollywood Film Industry, Paul McDonald and Janet Wasko, eds. (Malden, MA;Oxford: Blackwell, 2008), 167-181.
[c] David Samuels, “Shooting Britney,” The Atlantic, April 2008, http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2008/04/shooting-britney/6735/
[ci] ibid.
[cii] Goldsmith 1, 41.
[ciii] ibid.
[civ] ibid.
[cv] Jason Felch, “Sheriff to Probe Pellet Attack,” Los Angeles Times, Aug 8 2005, B3.
[cvi] Richard Winton, “Chase by Paparazzi Yields No Charges,” Los Angeles Times, Aug 10 2005, B1.
[cvii] Piccalo E1; While celebrities naturally disliked the realities of this new economy, many learned to play along. To announce a romance, a couple no longer had to appear together at a public event. Instead, they could simply walk down the street holding hands, and, knowing they would be “caught” by the paparazzi, generate the same amount of publicity as an exclusive interview, yet with a fraction of the time and effort. Others exploited the certainty that they would be photographed to their own promotional ends: after her public break-up with Billy Bob Thornton, Angelina Jolie appeared in a public park playing with her son; Jolie and Pitt’s publicists were widely believed to have tipped off a photographer of their beach whereabouts so that the first photos that broke of couple would be in a harmonious, family-oriented unit. The most savvy understood the principles of supply and demand that guided the paparazzi market: Gywneth Paltrow, for example, took a “very public stroll” with her first-born child, effectively exposing herself and the child to as many photographers as possible. An increase in photos meant a decrease in demand, which freed Paltrow and her family from constant pursuit. See Mireya Navarro, “I Love You With All My Hype,” New York Times, May 22 2005, Section 9, Page 1.
[cviii] See Smash His Camera (Gast 2010).
[cix] By 2005, ET, Access Hollywood, Extra, and ET spin-off The Insider competed for prime access viewers, E!, The Style Channel, MTV, VH1, Bravo, programmed their schedule with ever more reality star and celebrity-focused programming, while InTouch, Life & Style, and OK! joined People and Us Weekly at the newsstand.
[cx] Felch B3.
[cxi] ibid.
Why I Want to Have The Hairpin’s Sweet Intelligent Slightly Esoteric Babies

A few months ago, I wrote a post heralding/interrogating the pleasures of Jezebel. And while I still think the site has a lot to offer, something has happened in the months between that has encouraged me to change my blog alliances entirely — to the extent that I very rarely look to Jezebel. And that thing goes by the name of The Hairpin.
If you follow me or the blog on Facebook or Twitter, you might have a hint of the levels of my affection, as it’s become a source of near-constant linkitude. I wake up in the morning and seriously can’t wait until 10 or so, which is about when the editors start posting. When it’s silent over the weekend, I miss it. I even go back and check comment threads. Ths is some serious affection, you guys, and while I might attribute part of it to slight derangement amidst Hurricane Dissertation, I do hold to some semblance of objectivity, and just in case you’re wondering, no, I’m not being told/paid to say these things, although HEY HAIRPIN, IF YOU’RE READING THIS, WILL YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?
In fact, I’m writing this because I think that wonders should be shared, especially when they’re wonders that are smart, oriented towards ladies, and refuse to pander. While Hairpin is not explicitly feminist, it’s explicitly intelligent, and applies that intelligence to the way it conceives of the placement of women in the world — whether in the workplace, in relationships, in bed, whatever. My friend Rebecca Onion, who blogs over at Songbirds and Satellites and used to have my all-time-coveted job of working at YM, recently told me that The Hairpin has totally taken on the mantle of the new Sassy…..and while I lacked the access, hipness, and sisters that would have given me access to Sassy at its peak, I know the reputation well, and could not agree more.
Before I get to the really good and juicy reasons to read, I’ll offer a little backstory. The Hairpin is one of three websites currently under the umbrella of The Awl, a blog whose tagline is, appropriately, “Be Less Stupid.” The Awl launched last year as a sort of smart person’s Gawker — with less of a mind towards massive hits, fudging ethical boundaries, and exploiting pornographic images. There’s a certain house style to The Awl (as there is to The Hairpin, which I’ll get to)’ suffice to say that you better like irony, twists of phrase, esoterica, and subjects that might interest hipsters who vow that they are not hipsters simply because they are educated, have beards, live in Brooklyn, and consume working class food stuffs. (My brother is one such person, and he works for what I can only imagine to be The Awl’s print and long form equivalent, n+1, so I’m allowed to make such claims, even if it’ll earn me an email with the subject line SISTER, I AM NOT A HIPSTER, NEITHER ARE MY FRIENDS, YOU ARE SO WRONG ABOUT THE AWL). Whatevs.
The Hairpin is a spin-off site, with the catchy subtitle of “Ladies First,” and functions somewhat similarly to how Jezebel functions within Gawker Media. Sometimes it reposts stuff from The Awl; sometimes The Awl reposts stuff from The Hairpin. There’s some cross-readership, but the real goal is to cultivate a brand that caters directly to women. I don’t have figures on what percentage of Awl readers were women, but I know that the impetus for Jezebel (according to founding editor Anna Holmes) was the fact that 70% of Gawker’s traffic were female — wouldn’t they like a site just for them? (The “brother” site, Splitsider, covers humor. I admit to devoting nearly all of my love to Hairpin, but others of the comedy persuasion have informed me that it is good — this is no Collegehumor.com or funnyordie.com, this is “Political Comedy’s Gender Gap,” et. al.)
The Hairpin went live sometime this Fall (Dissertation, youmakealldaysmeldtogether!) with the following About Me:
Hello and welcome! The Hairpin is a ladies website’ run by Edith Zimmerman and Liz Colville, two grave young women who spend all their time online. A hairpin is also a small tool for keeping your hair in place, and a kind of dramatic turn. For more information on those hairpins, stay on this page or slowly click through our entire archive — there’s surely something back there to answer your questions.
More about us: The Hairpin is a general-interest blog, meaning we’ll be linking to the stories of the day that appeal to us, from politics to makeup to the whereabouts of penis-shaped rainclouds, and is a ladies site insofar as it is run by women, will feature writing by women (although guys should feel free to get at us if they see a place for themselves), and will be mostly read by women….
Even more about us, in the abstract: You know how having cocktails at a friend’s house can sometimes be more fun than the Big Party you go to afterward? And not because the Big Party isn’t fun, but just because hanging out with select lady friends is sometimes unbeatable? This site hopes to be a little like that — a low-key cocktail party among select female friends. Imagine like we’re pouring you a drink. That you can’t actually drink, because it is inside the computer.
If you know me, you know that I am totally the type of lady to prefer the cocktails at the friends house over the party. I am usually the person who’s like “oh come on, lets open another bottle of wine and sit here and talk about THIIIIINGGS!” when people are drunkenly trying to motivate into cabs. Obviously this is the website for me.
And then they published some of the best, smartest, funniest, truest-to-my-experience things I’ve read all year — and continue to do so on every week day. It breaks stories before Jezebel — in fact, Jezebel frequently posts on the same topics hours, hours/days afterwards — and does so with more intelligence and wit. Just like this blog, Hairpin is intended as a site for people who want to take their interest in pop culture (in it myriad gratifying, pleasurable, and disgusting iterations) to a more contextualized, sophisticated level.
I’m going to offer an ample sampling of favorites below, but I do want to make a few caveats:
1.) If you don’t like The Hairpin, I think we can still be friends. (I think). I don’t dislike is absolutely a deal breaker….But The Hairpin might not be for everyone, although all the people to whom I have sent posts have agreed that it is totally the best thing ever.
2.) As mentioned above, The Hairpin has cultivated a bit of a house style, and your love for it will probably have something to do with your feelings towards said house style. As you might have gleaned from previous posts, I love ample use of the THE CAPS LOCK, exquisite use of profanity, puns, elaborate metaphors involving celebrities, personal anecdotes that sorta trail off, self-deprecation, and insightful, intelligent analysis of pop culture phenomena, all of which are present in spades on Hairpin.
3.) Like The Awl, The Hairpin sometimes trucks in esoterica, or at least elite quasi-esoterica. When we get to the part on Vilette below, you will understand what I”m saying. I can’t lie: this stuff makes me happier than anything else. But it might be for you, and I realize that it’s pretty odd, and Hairpin might seem like the kinda nerdy girl in high school who moved away from the small town, eventually went to graduate school and grew into her face, boys finally liked her, and she gained the gumption to start her own blog. OBVIOUSLY NOT EVOKING MY OWN EXPERIENCE HERE.
4.) Hairpin is not just for Ladies! As evidenced by the comment sections, there are many dudes who frequent the site, in part because it is funny and smart and offers some keen insight into ladies (or ladies’ frustration with their representation in the media). So whether you’re a declared feminist or not, a man or a woman, a grad student or actually making dollars, give a try.
A few most excellent incentives and personal favorites:
- Women Laughing Alone with Salad. Click to believe. This is a nice condensation of what makes Hairpin so good: a collection of images, without commentary, that somehow highlights a very specific inanity in pop culture.
- Decoding the Bird-Death Maps. The third decoder is my most favorite.
- The “Best Time” Series, with particular emphasis on “The Best Time I Made Up a Dance Routine with a Friend.” If I were a contributor to this particular piece, I would write about the f-ing SWEET dance routines my brother and I contrived to the tune of Manheim Steamroller, Track 2. They involved a significant amount of living room furniture and jumping.
- The “Ask a Dude” Series, which allows readers to pose questions to a rotating set of anonymous dudes, for its consistent awesomeness/perception/hilarity.
My favorite exchange:
DEAR DUDE: Are you more, “I’m secretly happy the patriarchy has worked out for me” or “I secretly think girls have it easier”? If you absolutely had to pick one.
Dude’s Answer: Are you kidding? The patriarchy has been scattering palm fronds ahead of me every step I’ve ever taken. The patriarchy stops just short of bringing me 7-Up and chicken soup in bed every time I get a sniffle. The patriarchy invented whiskey and then told everyone it was a ‘man drink’ so I wouldn’t have to compete with girls to get it.
Girls have a few things easier. They aren’t taught from birth that being confused or uncertain is a shameful state of affairs that they have to hide from everyone. (Which fortunately isn’t a problem for me, thanks to my UNASSAILABLE CONFIDENCE AND PRETERNATURAL WISDOM.) They have more specialty channels on cable. I personally think that ladies have more of an advantage in dating than most of them realize. But dudes definitely win the balance of the gendered perks.
I will say that the advantage of being a dude is nowhere near what it used to be. I also think that I get more free rides for my skin color than my junk.
- Some Futures I Thought I Might Have , with entries across the ages.
Choice highlight:
Age 12: I will be at a coffee shop, sipping my latte and reading Dostoevsky. Matthew Perry will notice me from another table, and he’ll be looking at me and not the prettier girl behind me. Neither of us will say anything at first. Then we’ll both be in line for more coffee, but I won’t have enough change. From behind me I’ll hear, “Hey, she’s covered,” and a hand will reach past me and pay the clerk. I’ll blush, but in an adorable way, where instead of my face getting red and gross, it’ll just get pinkish up by my cheekbones. My hands won’t get clammy. Matthew Perry will say, “This one’s on me. You get the next one.” And I’ll say, “The next one?” And he’ll say, “Yeah,” and wink.
Later that night I’ll be ringing Matthew Perry’s doorbell. He’ll let me in to his mansion, and kiss me on the cheek. I’ll go weak at the knees and almost fall over, but I won’t. And then we’ll be on his couch, cuddling really hard. He’ll want to watch You’ve Got Mail, and I’ll say, “Me too!” and then we’ll laugh about how silly it all is. How funny and simple life can be. Then we’ll hug tightly. For hours. “You are the best person in the world!” he’ll say to me. “No, you are the best person in the world!” I’ll reply, and we’ll fall asleep.
- Letter’s to the Editor’s of Women’s Magazines. Note: Here, Edith pairs a real letter to a women’s magazine with a made-up one in the same vein. Sounds weird, but trust me, hilarious.
I will neither confirm nor deny that I nearly choked on my dinner while reading the following:
Real Letter: Nothing else is as relaxing as sitting on my couch with a cup of coffee and reading your 600-page September issue.
Anastasia D., via instyle.com (InStyle, December 2010)
Not-so-real-letter: Sometimes when I feel sad I press my fingers into my throat until I fall asleep. I think of it as like a real-life fast-forward button, lol.
Kelsey P., Ontario
- The Very Serious F/M/K Famous People Series, which, if you don’t know what those initials stand for, you obviously never played a drinking game in college. Check out F/M/K Bill Murray, Steve Martin, Chevy Chase.
- “How to Lose 10 Pounds Using Wine and Anxiety.” Probably my favorite post of all Hairpin-time, if only for the precise evocation of exactly what my life would be like if I didn’t have people encouraging me to leave my apartment, consume vegetables, go to yoga.
- And for those of you who a.) like classic novels b.) like costume dramas or c.) are nerds in any way who d.) like caps lock, I cannot, cannot, CANNOT recommend these posts on the best book/best costume drama highly enough. The first, aptly entitled “Books that Beat Their Iconic Sister-Books: Jane Eyre vs. Villette,” begins with the following:
ATTENTION ALL LADIES. YOU ARE BEING LIED TO.JANE EYRE IS NOT THE BEST BOOK. REPEAT: JANE EYRE IS NOT THE BEST BOOK.
The best book is Villette.
And then proceeds with a bunch of esoteric hilarity that encourages you to read the book, and ladies, believe me, as a fan of the Brontes hook line and sinker, I have bought that book and will read it as soon as I get done writing about Britney Spears’ vagina for the tenth chapter of my dissertation. Also: read the comments. On every post, read the comments. These commenters are funnier than most bloggers.
The author of these posts, Carrie Ann Wilner, also has things to say about Dickens, but my most recent favorite has been her bit on Fancy Lady Film Hour: The Leopard, which outlines the specific pleasures of an Italian costume drama starring Burt Lancester from the 1960s.
As she explains: Look, I know and you know that 90% of the reason anyone watches movies is to look at sweet gowns. But sometimes you can’t so much talk about that with other people. Sometimes you need a fancy lady to sit you down and tell you what’s what. If you are going to the Philharmonic on gifted tickets and your boxmates try to chat with you, you can never go wrong saying you preferred the Debussy. Also, there is free champagne in the Patrons’ Lounge. But, you cannot — CAN NOT — tell one more grown-ass human adult how much you enjoyed the Pillars of the Earth miniseries. Stop it. Stop it. Right now. Stop it.
- I posted this to the blog Facebook feed the other day, but I will double dip because its awesomeness only gets better: Anne Hathaway Will Probably Make a Pretty Good Catwoman. I don’t like Anne Hathaway; I don’t really care about the Batman series. Which is precisely why this post is so brilliant: “The women of Batman movies are not the problem, the belief that Batman movies should be more than just Batman movies is the problem.”
- And finally, and obviously most importantly, The Babysitter’s Club: Where Are They Now. Perhaps all I need to say is “Well obviously Kristy is a lesbian.”
If this hasn’t given you ample reason to at least sample Hairpin’s various delights, I have failed as a rhetorician, endorsers, and generalized sycophant, and Hairpin will never want me as its girlfriend.
Write My Dissertation: Us Weekly vs. People

First off, my apologies for the prolonged absence. I’m going through a period of what I’ve come to call “dissertation lent,” writing thousands of words a day in my attempt to get my final chapters of my dissertation to my adviser before February 7th [this is all part of the greater plan to defend in early May, which would make it possible for me to receive my Ph.D. on my 30th birthday]. Rest assured, once this and the next hurdle (e.g. revisions) are finished, I’ll return in force.
While I can’t devote time to crafting long-form blog posts, I am posting an article or two to the blog’s Facebook page, which is gradually turning into a little gossip-style community. I would *love* for you to join, if only so I have a more direct manner of reaching readers. You can do so by looking over the right on the main page of the blog, or by going here and clicking “Join.” I absolutely promise that I will not exploit your readership in any way — no ads, no selling your information, no Facebook tomfoolery. But it’s a great way to post stories of note, especially if you don’t use/follow on Twitter.
As for the title of this post: I’m currently working my way through the chapter that details the rise of Us Weekly in the early 2000s under the editorial guidance of Bonnie Fuller and Janice Min. You may or may not know that Us has been around since 1978 — founded by the New York Times company, believe it or not — and went through several owners before Jann Wenner, aka founder of Rolling Stone, obtained full control in the mid-’80s. At some point, I’ll post versions of the chapters detailing with Us‘ continued struggles in the ’80s and ’90s (it was donned “Jann’s Vietnam”). In 2001, Disney obtained half-interested in the company; in 2002, Wenner hired Fuller, and the magazine became what we know it as today — a super glossy, unabashedly celebrity-focused publication that has gradually incurred on People‘s previous hallowed territory. Fuller was responsible for “Stars: They’re Just Like Us,” the magazine’s unique approach to headlines, the pastel color palate, and the overarching turn towards paparazzi photography, all of which have become hallmarks of the magazine. Fuller resigned in 2003 (if you’ve followed the business, she attempted to turn Star into a glossy, and has since been hired at mail.com, home of Nikki Finke) and was replaced her “no. 2″ Janice Min, who ran the magazine until 2009, refining Fuller’s tactics.
So I’ve read all sorts of articles in the trades (e.g. the magazines meant for people who work in the publishing, advertising, and filmmmaking industry) talking about the changes, the competition between People and Us, the way that Us appealed to a certain type of reading (young, more educated, more wealthy), the way that Us made celebrity gossip something that you weren’t ashamed to read at the nail salon, etc. etc.

But trades can only tell you so much. So what I want to know, loyal reader, is YOUR memory of Us and People — especially in 2002-2005, but today as well.
Do you remember the first time you noticed Us in the supermarket?
The first story that you wanted to read? The first time you bought it/read it?
What do you remember about the contents of those early issues — did they strike you as different than People? How? Do you remember “Stars: They’re Just Like Us?” Was it compelling? Why?

In general, what do you see as the differences between the two magazines? If you can only buy one, which one would you choose? Why?
What demographics do you think each magazine is catering to? Do you consider yourself part of the target demographic?
Do you notice an aesthetic difference between the magazines? Or different ways that they approach celebrity culture in general?
There are SO MANY other ways you could take this, and I would love to hear ANYTHING concerning your opinions, analysis, WHATEVER concerning the two magazines. This is *by far* the most interesting part of the dissertation yet, if simply because I have such a keen memory of the way that Us took the market by storm…..and I can’t wait to hear your own thoughts and memories.
Destroyed by Pity?
First, a few links to a string of Antenna star/celebrity-based articles:
- “It’s a Bird, It’s a GaGa! It’s….Miley?” (Lindsay Garrison on the ridiculous new Miley video for ‘Can’t be Tamed. Sneak preview: She’s dressed as a GIANT BIRD)
- “I Don’t Give a Damn About My Bad Reputation: Glee Talks Back” (Sharon Ross, with a lively comments section)
- “Character Bleed, Or, What’s Lorelei Gilmore Doing with Nate Fischer” (Kristina Busse on the ways that television characters previous roles ‘bleed’ onto their new performances.)
Now onto the actual topic of the post…..celebrity pity.
This is the cover of last week’s US Weekly — the magazine’s counter to the People Mag Sandra Bullock bombshell. And while this cover isn’t nearly as compelling as Sandy with her baby giving the reader the ‘Don’t mess with my Mom’ look, it does touch on a sentiment that’s regained tremendous currency of late: namely, that these young women have been permanently damaged and distorted by fame….and it both is and is not our fault.
[Of course, this is no new phenomenon -- fame also ruined all the child stars of the 1970s and 1980s, just as it ruined Judy Garland. It's important to remember to historicize -- but I also think that what's happening with these celebrities -- and the very public and incessant cataloguing of their respective 'falls' -- is of a different intensity than that which has come before.]
The ladies of The Hills are in the spotlight because the show just began its final season, but the generalized sentiment (and its connection to tabloidization and reality TV in general) is by no means limited to Heidi et. al. US Weekly has participated in its fair share of blaming Kate Gosselin for ‘destroying her family’ through her quest for fame, while Jezebel recently published ‘In Defense of Lindsay Lohan,’ pointing to the ways in which Lohan’s current situation is the result of shitty, very public upbringing (and celebrity-hungry parents).
The Hills — and Heidi in particular — best represent this particular brand of destruction: the ideological work of celebrity is physically mapped on her body in the form of plastic surgery so drastic that it has made her back bow. She’s also unable to hug or run, and made her mother weep when she saw her. (For more on the tragedy of Heidi, see Liz Ellcessor’s fantastic guest post from a few months back comparing Heidi to Lady MacBeth).
The basic thesis of these pieces is that celebrities have been consumed by their fame — and that process of consumption has warped their ability to see themselves clearly, function in the real world, or follow the rules of society. They drive drunk, they do coke, they starve themselves, they post inappropriate messages on Twitter, they fight with their girlfriends in public, they spend tens of thousands of dollars on energy crystals. The thing about these celebrities that was compelling in the first place — the fact that they were beautiful but also mundane, living a life different than ours but also used the word ‘like’ every other sentence — is eclipsed by their transformation into entities wholly unrecognizable as a part of our daily existence. They turn from ‘just like us’ to ‘just like we never want to be.’ Indeed, it’s no accident that Lindsay Lohan is now so often compared to Gollum from Lord of the Rings: she’s no longer recognizable as human. They become freaks — physically and mentally distorted under the spotlight.
What’s fascinating to me, though, is the way that such articles elude to our participation, but evacuate the actual articles of any potential indictment, either of ourselves (as consumers of celebrity) or of the magazines/blogs themselves (as participants in the production of celebrity). Put differently, Heidi is destroyed by fame….but this destruction is (conveniently) discursively divorced from the fact that Heidi actually gained her current level of (in)fam(y) through a series of US Weekly covers two summers ago (and subsequent follow-ups).


US Weekly even ran a cover story about Heidi’s “Revenge Plastic Surgery” — effectively endorsing the fact that she used breast implants to get revenge (and find happiness).

Of course, gossip magazines are intended to make money — and the way they do so is by recycling stories, regurgitating details but framing them differently, making one party the villain and the other the victim….and switching the tactic the very next week. This worked brilliantly during the Jon and Kate maelstrom of last summer; it worked for Speidi the summer before that. And I’m not saying that US Weekly should suddenly turn hyper moral-/ meta-conscious and begin publishing editorials about the way in which it participates in the destruction of these women. That’d burst the illusion of celebrities simply occuring naturally — and illuminate the strings of production, which no one wants to think about. Most readers want to believe that celebrities simply exist…..and aren’t the product of a celebrity industrial complex. To acknowledge the production of celebrity is to acknowledge its hollowness.
What we should think of, however — especially as feminists — is the ways in which our participation as readers of these products does, indeed, contribute to this ‘destruction’…a destruction that afflicts female celebrities far more than their male counterparts. Even our pity for them — effectively allowing Heidi to think that her surgery was a great idea, as it managed to garner her more publicity — feeds that machine.
Which isn’t to say that we shouldn’t be interested in gossip, or that reading celebrity gossip blogs is akin to taking the knife to Heidi’s skin. That sort of blame and shame usually comes from those who are wholly critical and dismissive of celebrity and gossip in general; the people who tell you that by looking at the covers of magazine in the supermarket check-out line that you’re basically causing the end of the world as we know it. I’m neither that alarmist nor that condemnatory; obviously, I participate myself.
With that said, I do think it’s important for us, whatever our level of gossip consumption, to realize that the way that fame is destructive, and to acknowledge the fact that the industrial process that produces celebrity can’t function without readers. What’s happened to Heidi, Kristen, and Lindsay Lohan is what Lainey Gossip would call ‘sad smut’ — it’s the type of thing that we shouldn’t be pleasuring in. I may be disgusted by Heidi, but I also genuinely pity her.
When you pity someone, say someone you pass panhandling on the street, what do you do? Do you laugh at that person? Lecture her on the fact that she made decisions that led her there? Give her a paper you wrote on the fact that the structures of capitalism put her there? Probably none of the above. Usually you just avert your eyes and keep walking and try to forget. If anything, these US Weekly‘s are, somewhat ironically, forcing us to confront the result of fame — and our participation in it — on a daily basis. And while US Weekly is certainly part of the problem of profiting off of sad smut, it also provides a visual reminder that haunts the gossip blogs, the doctor’s office, the gym, the supermarket aisle, reminding us, if we choose to listen, of our participation.
And that’s the catch-22 and the delicate balance of celebrity gossip: it simultaneously produces and consumes celebrity….as it works to both encourage our consumption and make us feel shame for doing so.
Tiger's Big, Nasty, Clumsy Mess
Golden Child No More
P.R. Mess, that is.
As anyone reading this blog is aware, Tiger Woods was involved in what was termed “a serious accident” on Thanksgiving night. He had driven his SUV into a tree at some point in the early morning and sustained injuries to the face — and that was all that was known, or at least all that was released.
When I first read the news bit, I knew something was fishy. First of all, there was no denial of intoxication. Perhaps even more importantly, there was no discussion of intoxication whatsoever — they didn’t even say “it is not known whether or not Mr. Woods was intoxicated.”
The timing was poor. Some would argue that the release of scandal on the eve of a holiday is a way to cushion the landing — see, for example, Sarah Palin’s announcement of resignation as Alaska governor…on the eve of the Fourth of July. You miss the newscycle — or at least miss a critical mass of people watching the newscycle.
But Thanksgiving is far different from Fourth of July. On Fourth of July, people aren’t watching the news because they’re out stuffing themselves on hamburgers, getting suburnt, and blowing off appendages. On Thanksgiving, the vast majority of America has been pushed off into TV rooms and dens to watch television while they wait for dinner, digest dinner, or lazy through the day after. And this wasn’t just any scandal — this was a sports-related scandal. On one of the biggest single sports-watching four-day weekends of the year. It wasn’t a blessing that the incident occurred on a national holiday; it was a P.R. curse.
Which is part of the reason the situation wouldn’t go away, as Tiger Woods no doubt wished it would. Woods is notoriously private — about his training regimes and golf-related activities especially, but also about his family and personal matters. His approach to the incident, then, was to say very little at all. No spin — and relative silence — was the best spin. Or so he apparently thought.
So let’s break it down. How did Tiger end up with this big mess?
1.) HE SUCCESSFULLY KEPT HIS PRIVATE LIFE UNDER WRAPS.
When you release so little information about yourself — outside of your very controlled statements concerning your sports skill — you become an enigma. Woods is ridiculously wealthy, but we don’t get to see him spend it. He’s married to a gorgeous Swede and they have a gorgeous child, but we rarely get to see them — and he rarely talks about them. So the built up curiosity was there — even if subconsciously — and waiting to explode. In theoretical terms, he was attempting to assert that the ‘real Tiger Woods’ (his ‘authentic’ self) was what you saw on the fairway, in highly controlled interviews, and in his dozens of advertising deals.
2.) THUS, WHEN AN ADDITIONAL LAYER OF ‘SELF’ WAS REVEALED, THE MEDIA WENT CRAZY.
As if blood into a shark tank. Richard DeCordova has convincingly argued that the emergence of stars in early Hollywood was a multi-tiered process — as each new ‘layer’ of the people on the screen were revealed, each became the new site of truth. At first, a star’s extratextual activities provided that source of truth. But with the eruption of the Fatty Arbuckle and Wallace Reid scandals in the 1920s, scandal (or the disclosure of scandal) became the only true means of arriving at the ‘authentic’ identity of the self. DeCordova is following the work of Foucault, who has long asserted that knowledge of sex (illicit or transgressive sex in particular) has come to be regarded as the most true and authentic avenue to the self. Put differently, knowing a person in bed (or knowing about how a person is in bed) is tantamount to knowing the ‘real him’ or ‘real her.’ Of course, this has everything to do with the construction of sexual activity through discourse — and the particularly American practice of shadowing sex with shame. Woods not only revealed that there was a deeper level to excavate — he wasn’t always cool and under control! — but, as the day went on, that that deeper level was somehow ‘off,’ potentially in a sexual way.
(To approach the issue somewhat differently, I’d argue that Woods’ image was too ‘univocal’ to absorb the shock of a scandal. Adrienne McLean has argued that the reason that Ingrid Bergman’s star image was unable to absorb the hit of her scandal with Rossellini was that her star image was so wholly (and unflexibly) that of the virginal, righteous, pure girl from the North. (She contrasts the ramifications of Bergman’s scandal with a similar ‘transgression’ associated with Rita Hayworth — because Hayworth had created a complex, nuanced star image that included a ‘desire to be loved,’ her marriage to Aly Kahn was naturalized and accepted, even celebrated. In contrast, Bergman was denounced *on the senate floor.* Crucially, like Woods, Bergman had refused to cooperate with Selznick and others who hoped to craft her image into something more nuanced; as a result, it was near-wholly based on her film roles, just as Woods’ was near-wholly based on his appearances on the golf course.
3.) NOT SAYING ANYTHING = SAYING EVERYTHING
By late Friday night, everyone knew something was up. The stories began to shift. Things didn’t add up. Some people made the connection between The National Enquirer story revealing a Woods affair, published Wednesday, and the Thursday blow-up. Over the course of the weekend, speculation exploded: his wife was attacking him with a golf club. (Which, as someone pointed out to me, is rather hilarious: like Kobe Bryant being pummeled with sneakers). She scratched up his face. She chased his car. He was passing in and out of consciousness. He had cheated. The situation was likened to that of Chris Brown and Rihanna.
By not shutting down or guiding discourse though his own P.R., statements, or any other type of damage control, Woods allowed the discourse to go in all directions.
4.) DON’T UNDERESTIMATE THE (INVESTIGATIVE) GOSSIP PRESS
As I’ve asserted several times on this blog, some of the best investigative journalism comes from the gossip press. This was true during the time of Confidential; this was especially true for The National Enquirer, especially following the tightening of libel laws in the 1980s; it’s even more true today, when TMZ routinely scoops traditional news outlets. And they do it with more accuracy, detail, and speed. It’s difficult for us to think of ‘tabloids’ as journalistic, simply because what they cover is oftentimes not regarded as ‘newsworthy.’ But to get to the truth of what happens in an event — using interviews, surveillance tapes, 911 calls, cell phone messages, even bribes — that’s certainly investigative journalism, even if you might not call it entirely ethical.
TNE had the first story of the mistress — one that might have been easily forgotten, if not for the explosive aftermath. TMZ has posted dozens of updates, challenging the stories of Tiger Woods, his wife, and even the official statements of the police with actual footage, eye-witness testimony, etc. And US Weekly entered the fray yesterday, dropping a bombshell of past and current philanderering on the part of Woods. The gossip press got the goods — and if the speed of publication, as well as the amount of dirt they obtained, is any evidence, they got them easily.
5.) TIGER IS A GREAT GOLFER. BUT HE’S A SHITTY CELEBRITY.
He didn’t cover his tracks. He didn’t have a password on his cell phone. He left messages on his mistresses voicemails. He had relationships with several women — many of them young (21!) and ready to brag. One alleged mistress still has over 300 text messages from him. He didn’t cover his tracks. He had no defense plan. And he somehow expected none of this to effect his public image.
Just look to his first real attempt at P.R., released today:
…Although I am a well-known person and have made my career as a professional athlete, I have been dismayed to realize the full extent of what tabloid scrutiny really means. For the last week, my family and I have been hounded to expose intimate details of our personal lives. The stories in particular that physical violence played any role in the car accident were utterly false and malicious. Elin has always done more to support our family and shown more grace than anyone could possibly expect.
But no matter how intense curiosity about public figures can be, there is an important and deep principle at stake which is the right to some simple, human measure of privacy. I realize there are some who don’t share my view on that. But for me, the virtue of privacy is one that must be protected in matters that are intimate and within one’s own family. Personal sins should not require press releases and problems within a family shouldn’t have to mean public confessions. (Statement available in full here).
I understand his argument. A person’s private — sexual — actions are, for most people, indeed just that: private. If Tiger Woods chose to remain a sports figure alone — winning The Masters, winning everything, but staying a golfer and no more — perhaps he would have isolated himself from public scrutiny of his private life. But part of what makes Tiger Woods Tiger Woods is his public visibility: not only due to the color of his skin (over which he obviously has no control) and his resultant uniqueness, but, more importantly, through his endorsement deals. Over $1 billion worth. The reason he is a celebrity — and not just a golfer — is that his face is EVERYWHERE. In the pages of The New Yorker selling watches, all over Sports Illustrated and ESPN selling golf gear, in newspapers, billboards, car commercials, The Wall Street Journal, credit card ads, Gilette Razors, all that is Nike, you name it.
Mindfully holding back on all the potential snark that could be unleashed using the rhetoric of above advertisements
The significance, of course, is that a celebrity is chosen to endorse a deal BECAUSE of their public image. If not, why not choose another good looking man to say they use a particular product? Wood’s image is of excellence — but also of the absence of scandal. Of dedication and drive. Not extra-marital affairs. When a company pays Woods to appear in association with their products, they are hitching their good name to his. When scandal erupts, that scandal extends to those companies, even if only by association.
My contention, though, is not necessarily that the press has the right to know everything about every celebrity. Rather, if a celebrity — and Woods is a celebrity and a public figure, no matter how much he bemoans the fact — chooses to do things that read as scandalous, he must protect himself against the ramifications, either ahead of time or in the aftermath.
Tiger Woods refused to do either of these things, instead passing blame to the press and its audience. He may admit to ‘sins,’ but his insinuation — that WE are the ones who are, in truth, at fault — is as elitist as it is absurd. Each of us certainly contributes to celebrity journalism and scandal mongering through readership. But the idea that a man who has willingly and mindfully made himself into a public figure should have a right to privacy is absurd. Would he also like us to give him his privacy while he plays golf? Leave him alone when he tells us to buy watches? Not tune in to watch him put on the Master’s jacket?
I realize that he is attempting to make a distinction between his public image — which he wishes to be available for consumption — and a private one. As evidenced by the case of Robert De Niro, whose anti-stardom I profiled a few weeks back, this is certainly not impossible. But you have to play by the rules — a maxim that Woods, of all people, should know by heart.














