Julia Fox Is No Longer Your Downtown Darling
variety.comJulia Fox would wait patiently for her neighbors to throw out their trash before sneaking down to the basement and scavenging the recycling bins for magazines she could use to make collages.
She would skip over the copy and head straight to the photos — oftentimes of models and streetstyle fashion — and use scissors and glue to reimagine the most striking images into her own creation. “I guess in a way I was making a vision board… but like, not really” Fox tells me, dragging her last syllable in a long, seductive rasp.
We’re sitting across from each other in a suite at the JW Marriott looking over Central Park, only a few long blocks from the Upper East Side neighborhood of Yorkville where she spent much of her childhood, often squatting in whichever vacant apartment her dad was working on as a contractor.
Her long, bleached-blonde hair, which she just dyed back from the “Velveeta Gold” hair she had done for a pap walk only a few days earlier, is clipped back with silver barrettes, clearing the way for a better view of her boldly lined eyes and bleached brows.
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