Oh Martha, no, what are you doing, no, no, no.
According to Fashionista, Martha Stewart posed for perverted asshole Terry Richardson in the latest issue of Porter, the print magazine of online retailer Net-A-Porter. Fashionista reports that not only did Stewart willingly sit down for smiling, happy pictures with the sexual harassment king of fashion, she did so after selecting him from a list of other photographers. You have got to be fucking kidding me now:
Porter explains: "It is the first time these two controversy-hounds have met but it is, like so much in Stewart's life, no accident. After debating over a long list of photographers, America's house-mother superior insisted that Richardson shoot her. 'Oh, he is cute,' she will say later, when he comes to say goodbye."
"He is cute." WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK.
Really? "He is cute?" Look, I know we go on and on about the various celebrities and media outlets who continue to attach themselves to Richardson, but no matter how loudly people scream about what a terrible, shitball of a human being he is, there seems to be no shortage of famous people who are willing to laugh it off and gleefully pose in his terrible photos.
What exactly do you think you're getting when you agree to go with this guy, anyway? This shit?
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I have shot better pictures of my feet accidentally while I was drunk. COME ON. I want to (perhaps naively) believe that someone like Stewart, a brilliant business woman and a freaking billionaire, isn't like some sheltered starlet who is afraid to Google and expose herself to "haters." MARTHA STEWART HAS DRONES FOR FUCK'S SAKE. She can't Google "Terry Richardson?"
I refuse to accept that. I refuse to believe that someone like Stewart isn't 100 percent aware of something as major as the horrifying details of Richardson's exploits on his sets. She probably runs extensive background checks on the person who delivers her mail. The sad truth is, she probably knows and doesn't give a shit. Because in her mind whatever "cred" this perverted piece of crap affords her in some magazine is worth more than setting an example and saying "no, I won't work with that gross excuse for a human being." Apparently looking "artsy" in a fashion magazine is more important than standing up for the countless women this man has victimized on his set, which is a shame. It's a damn, sad shame indeed.
Images via Porter.