Camila Morrone Steps Into Her Own Spotlight

Winding through Laurel Canyon on my way to Beverly Hills is the closest I’ll probably get to time travel. The historic neighborhood, with its bright, hand-painted signs calling for peace and love and charming Spanish- and cottage-style houses, was the epicenter of ’60s and ’70s counterculture. A onetime home to Joni Mitchell, Frank Zappa, Mama Cass, and Jim Morrison, the Canyon leads to Sunset Boulevard, which is currently plastered with billboards for Daisy Jones & The Six. The décor is fitting: The area figures heavily into the series adaptation of the popular novel by Taylor Jenkins Reid, which follows the origin, come-up, and downfall of a fictional ’70s rock band with Fleetwood Mac levels of fame.

A few miles southwest, and about five decades through time, Camila Morrone, who stars in the series, strides through the doors of a Beverly Hills café. Flanked by two large, blond dogs, she introduces herself as Cami and is dressed head to toe in black: a tiered maxi dress, a chunky leather belt accentuating her waist, Adidas Gazelles, a cashmere sweater covered in dog hair (courtesy of her shedding rescues, Jack and Sally), and a quilted Chanel hobo bag.

Top human rights organizations are calling on the U.N. to intervene in the dismantling of abortion rights in the U.S. As Cut deputy editor Jen Ortiz put it in our team Slack, watching the Succession season-four trailer is “like drinking an espresso.” Checking in on the “ephemeral” tattoos that should’ve faded by now. In our humble opinion, it’s always Chris Pine time. The city has agreed to pay $21,500 to each of the hundreds of demonstrators who were penned in by the NYPD during a 2020 George Floyd protest. Bears are coming out of hibernation, so be prepared. And just for fun, here are the greatest mustaches in the history of literary film and TV adaptations.

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