הכתבה על התאומות ברולינג סטון!
קחו: It's fun to walk down a Los Angeles street flanked by Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. First you have to get over feeling like Andre the Giant as you clomp alongside them, because they are small -- Mary-Kate is five feet one, Ashley five feet two, both a size zero. They dart gracefully through passersby like a pair of dragonflies, while everyone else seems to lumber. What's entertaining is to watch people's faces as the girls head to a favorite breakfast place, the annoyingly named but tasty Urth Caffe. They all do a triple take. What registers first is: Hmm, twins. Next: Pretty twins! And finally: Are they...? As the two enter the cafe, a pair of college-age guys give them the up-and-down. "God, they are hot," one breathes. "I'll take the one on the left, you take the other," says his pal. They stay rooted to the spot, of course. In the meantime, an eight-year-old girl, who has the stunned look of Wile E. Coyote after the anvil lands on his head, approaches for an autograph. "Of course!" they say in chorus. As they chat with their trembling admirer, the two do not even notice their older fans, who watch them, mouths slightly open, hands dangling at their sides. Famous since they were nine months old, the Olsens, now seventeen, are like your friend's heretofore-unnoticed kid sister who has suddenly grown up. Because they seem to have lived a charmed life, are reportedly worth $150 million each and are largely absent from the usual E! network red-carpet hoo-ha, there is an aura of tantalizing mystery around them. Or perhaps it's just sheer nose-against-the-glass curiosity: This year the mary-kateandashley brand will move a projected $1 billion worth of merchandise. Bars and Web sites feature a countdown to their eighteenth birthday. ("Find out if the twins are already legal in your state!" says one site. "Avoid pesky jail time and legal fees!") Howard Stern mentions them on the air regularly and enthusiastically. Still, seventeen is a dangerous age for a child star -- not to mention a child mogul. In some ways, it's easy to craft an image of ideal girlhood. Almost everyone agrees that little Missy should be sweet and spunky and pretty. But once you get to be eighteen, everybody has a different idea: One part of the audience might have gone goth; the other might have taken the cheerleader route. The idea is to slowly turn Mary-Kate and Ashley into actual movie stars without alienating their young fans, who once crowded 20,000 strong into Minnesota's Mall of America when the twins made an appearance, chanting, "Olsen! Olsen!" as the floor vibrated and seven bodyguards attempted to keep order. Their next film, New York Minute, might carry a PG-13 rating and will be marketed to boys as well as girls. "We're shooting for nineteen- and twenty-year-olds," says Robert Thorne, CEO of Dualstar Entertainment Group, the girls' privately held production company. "What a Girl Wants, The Lizzie McGuire Movie -- we're working hard not to do that." Instead, they are shooting for big, mainstream comedies in the vein of Meet the Parents or Mrs. Doubtfire. "We have to take into consideration the people who want to watch us," says Mary-Kate. "And we're still going to keep those little kids happy." Girls go bonkers over Mary-Kate and Ashley because they seem hip yet approachable. There's even a theory floating around that their popularity has been sustained by an explosion in multiple births -- about one in every thirty-five births in the U.S. is to twins. Later that day the girls meet at a tea place called Elixir that sells drinks such as Liquid Yoga, which it calls "a chill-at-will tonic." Mary-Kate breezes in first, in a black blazer, tan sweats, flip-flops and an old Van Halen T-shirt. The perfect California girl, she looks even better after a day at the beach: gold-flecked skin, shiny blond hair, as fresh and organic as the strawberries she nibbles on. Her cell phone rings: Ashley. "You're late? OK. I got a parking ticket -- twenty-six bucks! OK. Love you." They end most conversations that way. Ashley hurries in a few minutes later, full of apologies, wearing ripped jeans, a gray hooded sweater and Birkenstocks. She's the older sister by two minutes and is an inch taller. They are fraternal twins, but they do look almost exactly alike. As they talk, they fasten their clear blue-green eyes on you. "Their eyes were always what made people like them when they were young," says their Full House co-star Bob Saget. "They have big, beautiful eyes." And the same slightly wistful smile that they had as toddlers. In person, they have the big-goggled vulnerability of children in a Margaret Keane painting, which may in part describe their incredible appeal. They do not seem hardened by the world. They show no angry edge, no indefinable hurt. In fact, what is striking is how blessedly ordinary they seem. Ashley is rattled because she was late. "Ashley's more of a Type A personality, I would say," says Mary-Kate. "I get nervous in big crowds," says Ashley. "I check the exits to make sure that if there's a fire, an emergency, we know where to get out." "That's why I always feel really safe," says Mary-Kate. "Because Ashley gets nervous for the both of us." She sits up, rigid. "I had a scary thing happen to me this morning. I got out of my shower, and there's a big black spider crawling up my leg. I keep itching, thinking it bit me." She shudders. "I don't kill spiders, because I always feel bad," says Ashley, and points to Mary-Kate. "I remember years ago, when I swatted a fly, you said, 'What if it had a brother or a sister? Do you know how sad the other would be?' " וזה קישור לסרטון של מאחורי הקלעים של הצילומים לתמונות של רולינג סטון!
קחו: It's fun to walk down a Los Angeles street flanked by Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. First you have to get over feeling like Andre the Giant as you clomp alongside them, because they are small -- Mary-Kate is five feet one, Ashley five feet two, both a size zero. They dart gracefully through passersby like a pair of dragonflies, while everyone else seems to lumber. What's entertaining is to watch people's faces as the girls head to a favorite breakfast place, the annoyingly named but tasty Urth Caffe. They all do a triple take. What registers first is: Hmm, twins. Next: Pretty twins! And finally: Are they...? As the two enter the cafe, a pair of college-age guys give them the up-and-down. "God, they are hot," one breathes. "I'll take the one on the left, you take the other," says his pal. They stay rooted to the spot, of course. In the meantime, an eight-year-old girl, who has the stunned look of Wile E. Coyote after the anvil lands on his head, approaches for an autograph. "Of course!" they say in chorus. As they chat with their trembling admirer, the two do not even notice their older fans, who watch them, mouths slightly open, hands dangling at their sides. Famous since they were nine months old, the Olsens, now seventeen, are like your friend's heretofore-unnoticed kid sister who has suddenly grown up. Because they seem to have lived a charmed life, are reportedly worth $150 million each and are largely absent from the usual E! network red-carpet hoo-ha, there is an aura of tantalizing mystery around them. Or perhaps it's just sheer nose-against-the-glass curiosity: This year the mary-kateandashley brand will move a projected $1 billion worth of merchandise. Bars and Web sites feature a countdown to their eighteenth birthday. ("Find out if the twins are already legal in your state!" says one site. "Avoid pesky jail time and legal fees!") Howard Stern mentions them on the air regularly and enthusiastically. Still, seventeen is a dangerous age for a child star -- not to mention a child mogul. In some ways, it's easy to craft an image of ideal girlhood. Almost everyone agrees that little Missy should be sweet and spunky and pretty. But once you get to be eighteen, everybody has a different idea: One part of the audience might have gone goth; the other might have taken the cheerleader route. The idea is to slowly turn Mary-Kate and Ashley into actual movie stars without alienating their young fans, who once crowded 20,000 strong into Minnesota's Mall of America when the twins made an appearance, chanting, "Olsen! Olsen!" as the floor vibrated and seven bodyguards attempted to keep order. Their next film, New York Minute, might carry a PG-13 rating and will be marketed to boys as well as girls. "We're shooting for nineteen- and twenty-year-olds," says Robert Thorne, CEO of Dualstar Entertainment Group, the girls' privately held production company. "What a Girl Wants, The Lizzie McGuire Movie -- we're working hard not to do that." Instead, they are shooting for big, mainstream comedies in the vein of Meet the Parents or Mrs. Doubtfire. "We have to take into consideration the people who want to watch us," says Mary-Kate. "And we're still going to keep those little kids happy." Girls go bonkers over Mary-Kate and Ashley because they seem hip yet approachable. There's even a theory floating around that their popularity has been sustained by an explosion in multiple births -- about one in every thirty-five births in the U.S. is to twins. Later that day the girls meet at a tea place called Elixir that sells drinks such as Liquid Yoga, which it calls "a chill-at-will tonic." Mary-Kate breezes in first, in a black blazer, tan sweats, flip-flops and an old Van Halen T-shirt. The perfect California girl, she looks even better after a day at the beach: gold-flecked skin, shiny blond hair, as fresh and organic as the strawberries she nibbles on. Her cell phone rings: Ashley. "You're late? OK. I got a parking ticket -- twenty-six bucks! OK. Love you." They end most conversations that way. Ashley hurries in a few minutes later, full of apologies, wearing ripped jeans, a gray hooded sweater and Birkenstocks. She's the older sister by two minutes and is an inch taller. They are fraternal twins, but they do look almost exactly alike. As they talk, they fasten their clear blue-green eyes on you. "Their eyes were always what made people like them when they were young," says their Full House co-star Bob Saget. "They have big, beautiful eyes." And the same slightly wistful smile that they had as toddlers. In person, they have the big-goggled vulnerability of children in a Margaret Keane painting, which may in part describe their incredible appeal. They do not seem hardened by the world. They show no angry edge, no indefinable hurt. In fact, what is striking is how blessedly ordinary they seem. Ashley is rattled because she was late. "Ashley's more of a Type A personality, I would say," says Mary-Kate. "I get nervous in big crowds," says Ashley. "I check the exits to make sure that if there's a fire, an emergency, we know where to get out." "That's why I always feel really safe," says Mary-Kate. "Because Ashley gets nervous for the both of us." She sits up, rigid. "I had a scary thing happen to me this morning. I got out of my shower, and there's a big black spider crawling up my leg. I keep itching, thinking it bit me." She shudders. "I don't kill spiders, because I always feel bad," says Ashley, and points to Mary-Kate. "I remember years ago, when I swatted a fly, you said, 'What if it had a brother or a sister? Do you know how sad the other would be?' " וזה קישור לסרטון של מאחורי הקלעים של הצילומים לתמונות של רולינג סטון!