The Feb. 25 issue of New York magazine welcomes this spring fashion season with a cover image that doesn’t bother trying to promote the Op-Art prints of Miuccia Prada or the free-form gowns of Missoni or Lanvin. The marketing of fashion has had little do with clothes for a long time, after all. At play instead is a commercialism that is both creepier and more compelling: a picture of a nude Lindsay Lohan, less than a year out of her third go at rehab.
The image is causing a ruckus in the blogosphere, and not because her nipples can be ogled through the thin triangle of pink chiffon she clasps with her mouth like a schnauzer. The photo and eight more inside the magazine mimic, frame for frame, a handful of the fabled and ubiquitous pictures known as “The Last Sitting” that the photographer Bert Stern took of Marilyn Monroe in 1962, six weeks before she died of an overdose.
To make the echo that much more macabre, Mr. Stern has taken these pictures as well. As an editor’s note explains, he volunteered for the duty. Like a star quarterback who has never moved on, Mr. Stern has apparently been hankering to relive the old days — to find just the right sad beauty with whom to recreate his erotic and melancholy images.
“How did it come about?” the editor’s note asks. “Stern had decided that Lohan was the perfect actress for this project, and when he asked if we might be interested in working with him on it, we were naturally more than enthusiastic.”
A cover line that hangs to the right of Ms. Lohan’s freckled leg (lol i like how they mentioned its freckled, as if we're all blind and didn't know) heightens the unseemliness of the project. It reads, “Heath Ledger’s Double Life.” In a short profile of Ms. Lohan that precedes Mr. Stern’s pictures, she talks about the tragedy of Monroe’s death as well as Mr. Ledger’s, announcing that no comparisons hold. “I sure as hell wouldn’t let it happen to me,” she says.
No matter Ms. Lohan’s protestations, the pictures ask viewers to engage in a kind of mock necrophilia. They are sexual, funereal images. Given the context and the specter of Mr. Ledger’s death, you can’t help but feel you are looking at someone all made up for the grave. For the 10,000th time we are forced to ask: Lindsay, what were you thinking?
Ms. Lohan surely consented to these pictures in an effort to resurrect her career, in bad shape if not tatters after her difficulties with the production schedule of “Georgia Rule.” But all they do is tell us what we already know: Ms. Lohan is a spaced-out head atop a singularly well-articulated form. The celebrity fashion shoot has become a vital tool in recasting a tainted or too-staid image: the good girl dresses up as if Charlotte Rampling in “The Night Porter,” the bad girl puts on a cocktail suit. Ms. Lohan could have seized this moment to rebrand herself: a few pages in which she would be costumed to look like Margaret Thatcher. (Margaret Thatcher? Really? I don't think so, no. There'd probably be an even bigger backlash over that than over the Monroe pics.) But here all she manages to accomplish is to remind us of her tendencies toward self-destruction.
Regardless, she appears dramatic doing it. Ms. Lohan looks narrow-hipped and voluptuous in the pictures, taut and soft. At 21 she seems even older than Monroe, who was 36 in the originals, and hardened by her excesses. The photographs bear none of Monroe’s fragility. In the first picture — Ms. Lohan wears a platinum wig and false eyelashes for all the images, by the way — she drapes the pink chiffon across her torso diagonally, and if she looks like anyone at all, it is Madonna. Monroe looked available in her Stern photos; Ms. Lohan looks available for sale. (Yes! Way to nail it! This is why people are so annoyed. She looks like a hooker, not a legendary actress and beauty icon.)
Ms. Lohan has spoken freely about her obsession with Monroe over the years, but it is Madonna’s strategy of managing the image of her own sexuality that perhaps Ms. Lohan hopes to reproduce. There is a chance this approach could work for her if she is willing to offer the world more than her bust line. And if, in her recreational hours, she is prepared to turn simply to yoga.
Source There's also a "behind the scenes" video but I can't embed it.
Taken from the article: "Is the Marilyn photo shoot good or bad for Lindsay's career?"
Its hard to tell
I actually loved Georgia Rule, while we're on the subject. Lindsay was the best thing about it, tbqh. I hate what she's become so much.
EDIT: sorry, i haven't read ontd in a while and i wasn't aware that there'd been so many posts and that someone said there wouldn't be anymore! but this is what scrolling is for, right? :)