Beauty interviews can be troubling territory for female artists. But, for someone like Dallas-raised St. Vincent, known for pulling off things like a silver skunk mullet or red eye shadow, the "look" becomes part of the performance. The remarkably talented guitar goddess sat down recently as the unofficial voice of "strange, but seems sweet" girls everywhere for an interview with The New York Times on her toilette.
We know. Everyone expected St. Vincent would move back to Dallas and hang out with us and maybe bring her friend/mentor David Byrne so they could shred sick riffs in art galleries in the Design District and all, but ... frankly, that scenario's looking unlikely. Her vibrant vibe seems pretty at home in the East Village these days. She likes us and stuff but, you know, just more like a friend.
Our loss. But, we can still admire from afar. True to her typical "unassuming genius" persona, she took the interview just seriously enough, leaving left us with a few clever, charming gems:
Obvious solution for a bad hair day
"I'm just going to go into the salon and say I want the Nick Cave minus the receding hairline."
Eye(brows) are the window to the soul
"I bleached them when I was blond. It made me look like a very nice person."
Stars, they're just like us (but not all of us)
"Growing up in Dallas, sure, there are beauty stereotypes. It's mostly all about being tan and having straight blond hair. I didn't really have an "in" in that regard."
One thing Manhattan doesn't have...
"... I've been using the pink and green Maybelline mascara I get from Super Target. I love it there. I go whenever I'm in Dallas, since I was 13."
Maintaining her svelte figure
"Diet? Pass on that."
She has fashion heroes, too
"Earlier in the year, I had silvery lavender hair. Pamela Neal, out in Los Angeles, who does David Bowie and Bjork's hair and basically everyone in the world who I think is cool, did it. I came in with a mess of hair, and she took a look and brought out this lavender wash. It was spontaneous. It was definitely a punk-rock, guerrilla-style moment."
In sum, there's a little St. Vincent in us all
"I'm very, very low maintenance, bordering on extreme laziness."