(Walter Bieri/AP)
“Everything is prequeled. Life is prequeled. Are we only living to upload it?”
— Sade, on why she wishes you’d stop camphone-taping her concert highlights and slapping them up on YouTube, in a brilliant profile by our colleague Chris Richards. The R&B sphinx, we’re told, smells like banana bread, glows in the afternoon sun, commands a room with her pealing laugh.
Sade, reluctantly back in the spotlight
(Morrow)
In her fury-venting new memoir, Bristol Palin places herself “among a pantheon of scorned women that includes the secretary of state and the “Friends” actress who gave the world the “Rachel” haircut,” writes critic Stephen Lowman. She’s likeably humble and self-deprecating in parts, but dismaying catty and short on insight, he says.. Bristol Palin memoir reviewed.
In other news: Mike Isabella, on making the shift from “Top Chef” celebrity to his own new D.C. restaurant, Graffiato.
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