Since we’ve already mentioned Tom Ford, let’s start there – Gwyneth carried this Tom Ford Natalia Bag to an in-store event at Apple. I also can’t hate on most of her handbag choices, which I’ve detailed below for easy reference. Some people are just like that, and I can’t hate on it. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that she’s friends with Tom Ford, Stella McCartney and Hedi Slimane, but something tells me that if Gwyneth weren’t rich, she’d still be out there hustling to look just like she does now. I’ll never be trying any recipes from her cookbook, to be clear, but I like the neat, modern perfectionism that she brings to things, particularly her personal style. Since my moment of clarity came to pass, I’ve kept up with her like the fangirl I am. Once I realized that, my love for her was instant.

She just keeps on being Gwyneth, even though it would likely pay dividends for her to pretend to be some kind of self-effacing, less-than-Gwyneth version of herself who eats gluten and cares about finding a good deal on a pair of shoes.

She’s just being herself, despite the fact that it annoys a lot of people and gets her some bad press and causes people to say nasty things about her on the Internet. I had always been annoyed by her macrobiotic proselytizing and her Tracy Anderson workout-endorsing and her general little-miss-perfect-ness, until one day, it finally occurred to me: that’s actually who Gwyneth Paltrow is.

I don’t remember exactly when I shifted from hating Gwyneth Paltrow to absolutely loving her, but it’s a relatively new phenomenon.

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