domestic diva

Gwyneth Paltrow had me the moment she stepped out with former-beau Brad Pitt wearing matching black leather jackets, white t-shirts and jeans. They were the definition of chic minimalism and patrician beauty in my 15-year-old mind. And while I have brown hair, brown eyes and I am not a lithe 5 foot 9 Aphrodite-like figure, I have always found inspiration in Ms. Paltrow’s style and poise.

Thus, when Gwyneth (first name basis obvy) was launching a lifestyle site called Goop last fall, I signed up to be notified the very moment she flung open that window into her seemingly pristine life —see previous post about my being a Peeping Thomas. I must admit it’s good goop. I am no domestic diva. I am not exactly a health nut. (Isn’t climbing up the subway stairs each day exercise enough?) And I have yet to get my Isabel Marant wardrobe in place.

However, I knew Gwyneth was on to something when close female friends from completely different walks of life—mommies, single girls who like to drink beer, sorority gals, yogis and even my friend’s husband come to think of it—all mentioned how much they like the site. A friend who is about to be married this fall has been using the Goop detox to get all svelte and glowy for her wedding. My roommate is stockpiling recipes on a weekly basis—I have yet to taste one, ahem. And a work acquaintance told me she went to Barnes & Noble and bought practically all of the summer reading suggestions that came through last week. I can’t argue with those kinds of results. So, call her what you will, the unstoppable Mrs. Martin may just be the next Martha.
 

Source: nydailynews.com, goop.com