Gwyneth Paltrow, even when she’s at her conscious uncoupling prepared statement finest, somehow always comes off as a candid delight when answering questions. It’s like when Jessica Simpson famously mused about whether it was chicken or fish (to be fair, “Chicken of the Sea” is an incredibly misleading name), but Paltrow’s brand of “hmm, never really thought about that” is more often about yoni eggs or cheerfully insisting that she did not appear in Spider-Man: Homecoming (she did).
Her breezy vibe makes her the perfect subject for Vogue’s “73 Questions” video interview series, and boy, does her meandering barefoot around her Amagansett backyard(s) while sharing thoughts about dating actors (“skip it”), how much she loves her view (on a scale from 1 to 10, it’s “a 25”), and daughter Apple’s jorts (the one thing she’d like to steal from her closet) deliver.
Somewhere between sharing her favorite curse word (“fuck ass”) and showing off a photo of son Moses “doing something I don’t fully understand” in a bathroom (a school photography project, potentially involving stop-motion), comes the greatest little moment in a chat full of great moments.
Paltrow leads the camera from one rolling green expanse to another, shuffling through an open wooden doorway held open by an Oscar statuette.
“My doorstop! It works perfectly!” she enthuses, gesturing to where the Oscar rests against the door. It is, we have to give it to her, probably more useful than a perfume that smells like her vagina .
Anyway, Gwyneth thinks you should always have a beautiful cheeseboard, swears by Ina Garten recipes, and says she drinks “eight of these” water bottles a day. And us? We swear by Gwyneth, forever and ever.