| MATTHEW LYNCH,
EXECUTIVE EDITOR |
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It’s funny to think of lobbing base insults and prodigious F-bombs as “strategy.” But what else would you call the fairly uniform response style we’ve seen from the Trump press shop? It’s at least strategy-adjacent. Paul Farhi reports today on one of its central authors, Steven Cheung, pro-wrestling aficionado and White House communications director, who is, let’s say, reshaping our expectations on a daily basis: “We speak directly and clearly, untethered by traditional and outdated mores of politics often cloaked in trite responses that do not serve the American public well.”
Moving the hell on, Joy Press delves into the tragic life of Jayne Mansfield, ahead of the release of My Mom Jayne, a documentary produced and directed by Mansfield’s daughter Mariska Hargitay; photographer Matthew Brookes commemorates the first responders of Los Angeles; and King Charles looks to mend his bromance with Donald Trump. More tomorrow… |
Jayne Mansfield’s name has become synonymous with the golden age of Hollywood—or at least its slightly tawdry tail end, when she found fame as a Hollywood bombshell and a walking punchline. So who was this “smart dumb blond”? This single mother turned overnight star? This Marilyn Monroe manqué, who lived in a pink palace on Sunset Boulevard and became famous for being famous?
Ahead of her daughter Mariska Hargitay’s personal documentary, My Mom Jayne, VF’s Joy Press details the tragically brief life of an enigmatic sex symbol. |
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The defense secretary is furious over a leaked intel report contradicting Trump’s Iran-strike narrative—despite his own record of spilling secrets. |
A state visit with all the “bells and whistles” is in the works. |
Reporters can expect aggressive, hostile, and even foul-mouthed replies to questions, a bare-knuckle style that the architect of the weaponized comms team considers “untethered by traditional and outdated mores of politics.” |
BY STEFANIA SALTALAMACCHIA |
The most anticipated social event of the summer is expected to include a Gatsby-style party, A-List guests, a 122-meter yacht, and, naturally, rooftop activists. |
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