Tilda Swinton is for birds. Well, when she dies, she will be.
The Oscar winning actress tells my pal Simon Doonan in his new book, Eccentric Glamour: Creating An Insanely More Fabulous You, that when she passes on, she’d like to be “done up to the nines in a huge flowery chiffon dress stretched out like a sail on a beach in the Hebrides.”
She also prefers a shallow grave in the sand, so she could be “pecked to pieces by birds.”
In the tome, Doonan not only queries several glamorous gals about their past and present fashion sense, but he takes it even further by asking them what they'd like to be buried in.
Dita Von Teese, believe it or not, doesn’t want to be dressed in one of her fab frocks when she goes six feet under. “I wouldn’t want to be buried in anything too special—I would want to make sure my favorite pieces live on and are enjoyed by someone else.”
One of the world’s first supermodels, Iman, is conflicted about her send-off. “I would like to be cremated and my ashes scattered from the highest point in Bali,” she tells Doonan. “But being a Muslim, it might not happen. I love the simplicity of the Muslim white wrap for burial, especially after my colorful life.”
But even more deadly than her final goodbye, Iman attacks today's Hollywood for its lack of creativity.
When Doonan, the creative director for Barneys New York and a columnist for the New York Observer, asked Iman if she'd ever thought of giving up her glamorous life for a little more conformity, she sneers, "How boring. I leave that to all those poor starlets who hire 'stylists.' We are a vanishing tribe."