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Timothée Chalamet and Lily-Rose Depp’s Relationship: A Complete Timeline


Timothée Chalamet and Lily-Rose Depp are both beautiful actors with high cheekbones, careers on the rise, and impeccable style. Naturally, they have a lot to talk about. On top of that, they’re starring alongside each other in the upcoming Shakespearean-inspired flick The King (out November 2 on Netflix). So when people started speculating there was something more going on between the two, it was easy for fans to become smitten with their potential coupledom. The rumors have only intensified after they walked the red carpet for The King at the Venice Film Festival together this month. Most recently, a photo of the couple involved in a very intense makeout session has gone viral.

However, after over a year of dating, Chalamet and Depp have reportedly called it quits. Below is a breakdown of their fleeting romance in chronological order.

Lily-Rose Depp and Timothée Chalamet attend “The King” red carpet.

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June 2018

Principal photography begins on The King. This, presumably, is around when costars Chalamet and Depp first meet.

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September 2018

A fan caught Chalamet and Depp going for a stroll in Central Park in New York City, which is when speculation began that the two were an item.

October 2018

The next month, Depp and Chalamet take their relationship to the next level. Like a scene out of a cliche romantic comedy, the couple is seen kissing in the pouring rain. Prior to this, the couple reportedly got dinner at Blue Ribbon Chicken located in New York City’s Lower East Side.

Also in October, Chalamet and Depp were spotted arm in arm in NYC while they got their caffeine fix at a coffee shop.

December 2018

The couple rounds out the year in Paris looking chic as ever in ‘90s-inspired winter coats and tinted sunglasses.

January 2019

Nominated for Best Supporting Actor in Beautiful Boy, Chalamet is asked at the Golden Globes about his relationship status on the red carpet, but dodges the questions. When he’s specifically asked whether he plans to meet up with Depp post-show he answered, “I’m here with my mom.”

Nicole Flender and Timothee Chalamet at the Golden Globes.

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September 2019

The couple makes their red-carpet debut at the Venice Film Festival. First, they attend a photo call and later promote The King on the red carpet. Chalamet wore a satin Haider Ackermann suit, while Depp opted for a dusty pink Chanel strapless number. While there was no evident PDA, the photos captures them smiling and gazing into each other’s eyes.

LilyRose Depp Director David Michod Timothee Chalamet attend The King photocall during the 76th Venice Film Festival.

76th Venice Film Festival

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Lily Rose Depp director David Michod and Timothee Chalamet attend The King red carpet during the 76th Venice Film Festival.

76th Venice Film Festival

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A few days later, the costars are spotted making out aboard a yacht in Italy. The photo has since gone viral as a base for some pretty hilarious memes.

April 2020

According to a report by Us Weekly on April 25, Timothée Chalamet and Lily-Rose Depp have broken up after over a year of dating (and kissing on boats). Chalamet was reportedly referred to as single in the May issue of British Vogue.





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Self Isolation Has Truly Changed My Relationship With Makeup


As much as the beauty industry claims that makeup is a tool for empowerment, for me, it’s more of a crutch. Sure, there’s something “empowering” about the fact that covering my acne makes it easier to focus on my work. A red lipstick gets me in the headspace to have a fun night out, and thick winged liner makes me feel like the ’60s It-girl I want to be. But when it gets down to it, I use it to feel prettier and to cover what society has drilled into my head are my flaws.

I’m not ashamed to say that. I don’t think wanting to look a certain way makes me any less intelligent, or less of a feminist, but it is exhausting. Every day, I wake up and spend at least 30 minutes getting myself ready for the day ahead. I layer on a full-coverage foundation, along with concealer, blush, highlighter, brow gel, liner, and mascara, and slowly sculpt myself into the face I recognize. I started wearing makeup when I was 12—my mom generously let me wear neon Urban Decay eyeshadow to middle school—but it wasn’t until high school, when my acne began and my self-esteem plummeted, that it became something I couldn’t live without.

I’ve struggled with cystic acne for a decade now. I had a brief stint of clear skin thanks to Accutane in 2018, but it returned with a vengeance last year. And after a particularly brutal breakout this winter left me covered in red scars, it hurt to look in the mirror. This sounds dramatic, I know, but if you’ve ever experienced it, you’ll understand. I’ve long depended on makeup to make myself feel like myself, and not like I’m stuck in a bad dream or a teenager’s body.

I refuse to run to the corner store without at least a light layer of tinted moisturizer and mascara. Even when I have nowhere to go I’ll pile on some foundation and liner so my heart doesn’t sink every time I catch a glance in a reflective surface. On the off chance I do pop out for an errand without makeup on, I find it hard to make eye contact with anyone I pass.

Cut then to a few weeks ago. In early March, I woke up as usual and put on my regular face, paying extra attention to my cat eye since I hadn’t slept well amid the growing anxiety about coronavirus. I checked my email before stepping out the door to see a message that, like most of the country, my team was told to work from home until the situation got better. I worked from home in a full face that day. The next day, I applied my foundation as usual, grasping at some semblance of normalcy and wanting to look good for a Zoom meeting.

It went on like this for days until I woke up one morning exhausted by my new normal. With the reality sinking in that social distancing didn’t have a foreseeable end, I didn’t reach for my makeup bag all day. I told myself it was a pledge to let my skin breathe, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say that painstakingly covering every spot on my face (probably about 25 at last count) felt like such a waste of energy.

One month later I can count on both hands the amount of times I’ve worn a full face of makeup during all this. I started wearing it only out on runs to the store or days where I have video meetings, but I’ve slowly tapered it off to about once a week. I wear mascara some days, and a light coat of foundation when I have Zooms scheduled with beauty brands (I’ve since abandoned that when just meeting with my team). Once a week I’ll treat myself to the whole shebang—foundation, liner, blush, mascara—just to feel like myself. Plus, playing with my products is legitimately fun—and, fine, I need one day a week to take cute selfies.

How I look most days now.

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But on most days, I’m barefaced. It doesn’t seem to be helping my skin—thanks to a diet of stress and sugar, I’m breaking out just as much as usual. But I’m not stressing over it the way I usually would. Sure, I still don’t love what I see in the mirror (I’m not sure I ever will), but I’m slowly moving toward something resembling acceptance. Some days are better than others. I’ll consider swearing off foundation forever only to wake up the next day ready to cake myself in it. Currently, I have two giant red zits, but it doesn’t feel like the end of the world. Maybe because so many other things do.

Going makeup free has really hammered home the point I’ve always told myself but never fully believed: No one is looking at you. It’s become shockingly apparent that everyone is so caught up in stocking up on bread, enjoying their daily walks, or trying to make it to work without contracting a raging virus to judge me for leaving the house with visible pimples. In all the chaos, it’s become a strange comfort. I’ve even started to appreciate things I’ve never noticed: how dewy my skin is when I’m not suffocating it with foundation, or how green my eyes are in certain lights.

Does this mean I’ll retire my Charlotte Tilbury when this is all over? No. But it’s nice to know that if I do, the world will keep on turning.

Bella Cacciatore is the beauty associate at Glamour. Follow her on Instagram @bellacacciatore.





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31 Long Distance Relationship Gifts to Send Your SO


We’re all relying on Zoom hangs, Netflix Party, and endless memes to stay in touch with loved ones during quarantine, but long distance relationship gifts are a surefire way to connect with those closest to you, even from miles away. Whether you’re trying to keep a new relationship alive, or want to inspire your friend whose been channeling her inner Julia Child, sending a physical gift will go the extra mile to show you care. In a time when everything feels grey—especially for those social distancing on their own—these thoughtful gestures will brighten their day.

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‘Will My New Relationship Survive the Pandemic?’


The last time I went out with Nick*, it was clear that things were not right. I don’t mean between us—although yes, there too, if I’m being honest. I mean in the world.

It was Tuesday, March 10, and the only reason I was even free to see him that night was because a gathering I’d planned had been postponed due to fears of the coronavirus. (At the time, the decision to delay had still felt a touch hysterical.) Earlier that day I’d told my boss that I was no longer totally comfortable taking the subway at rush hour and so would prefer to work from home “for the next little while.” But as a longtime freelancer, I’ve always preferred to work from home. It didn’t exactly feel like a sacrifice.

I had a vague idea that we weren’t really supposed to go out to eat. But because my daughter would soon be returning to our apartment with her sitter, and Nick lives in a relatively distant part of Brooklyn, we couldn’t really think of a good alternative. We squabbled, briefly, over whether it would be safer to visit a small restaurant (fewer people) or a big one (better ventilation) before settling on sitting in the backyard of a medium-size place in my neighborhood.

Nick is the first person I’ve dated since I decided to end my marriage, a little over a year ago. I waited six months before signing up for Bumble and then proceeded to go out with, on average, one man a month. Nick was the only one that I wanted to see a second time.

We are very different people—he is a Latino social worker from the Bronx with longstanding interests in Eastern religions and martial arts, while I am a Jewish writer from the Virginia suburbs with longstanding interests in literary fiction and popular culture—but I was drawn to him right away. He’s easy to talk to, and kind, and very, very handsome. He’s also extremely emotionally astute, which I suppose makes sense given his profession.

He told me early on that he’s looking for something “long-term,” and in theory, so am I. But I guess maybe I’m in less of a hurry to find it. I’m still healing from the dissolution of my decade-long marriage (a dissolution that is still ongoing, and leaving me with new psychic injuries at irregular intervals), and I’m the primary caretaker of a five-year-old, whom I feel comfortable leaving with a sitter two nights a week, max. The basic conditions of my life are suboptimal for falling in love, and that was before people started getting sick.

So I was fine with ignoring the things about Nick that I didn’t enjoy as much. Many of them were superficial, like the dad-ish leather jacket that he wore on several of our early dates. Some of them were not, like when he started texting me too often for my taste and with too much familiarity, before we’d been seeing each other for even two months. In that case, I pushed back: I felt as though he was trying to force, or perhaps fast-forward to, a level of intimacy that simply hadn’t been earned. Maybe I’m a little gun-shy because of my situation. But I also wanted to enjoy our limited time together for what it was. I didn’t want to feel I’d suddenly been plunged into a long-distance relationship. Mostly, though, the question I asked myself with regard to Nick was, “Do I want to see him again?” And the answer was always yes.

Now, though, that’s not an option. Even if we thought it was worth the risk—and it’s not clear to me whether either of us do, given that we are both carrying not only our own germs but those of our kids and, via them, our exes—I’m with my daughter nearly 24/7. Like lots of couples who hadn’t yet reached the move-in stage (and can’t, or won’t, jump ahead to it now), the only relationship that’s going to be available to us for the foreseeable future is one that’s socially distanced. And I’m not sure that’s going to work for us.

Our physical connection was immediate and, frankly, kind of intense—it’s been one of my most consistent sources of happiness over the last few months. And I think we’ve really relied on it to smooth over our conflicts; the last time we saw each other, on March 15, we stayed a responsible six feet apart while we ran the stairs in Fort Greene Park and, perhaps not coincidentally, were slightly less than thrilled with each other when we said goodbye. I was irritated that he’d disbelieved me about the cost and necessity of a decent pair of haircutting scissors, an utterly insignificant fact of which he has no personal knowledge, and he was hurt that I’d ended a discussion about something his ex-wife was doing by noting that it really didn’t sound like his problem, and it definitely didn’t sound like mine.



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They Didn't Find Love on The Bachelor. Now They're Relationship Experts.


For Bachelor alum Taylor Nolan, it took getting off the franchise to find her voice. “I’m someone with strong opinions who isn’t scared of speaking her mind,” she says. But she found herself changing on the show. “I was heavily filtering what I was saying out of fear of backlash, out of fear of only half of what I was saying getting aired.” So Nolan uses her podcast, Let’s Talk About It, to speak openly about her dating life and mental health. “As long as one person benefits from something that my guest shared or something that I shared, that’s perfect,” she says. “There’s a lot of connection in shared pain.”

That extends to Instagram, too. When Nolan was still engaged to fellow Bachelor in Paradise contestant Derek Peth—they’ve since broken up—she made an effort not to post happy couple-y photos when things weren’t, in fact, so happy. “Our relationship was so highly romanticized on a reality TV show,” she explains. “Not posting those shiny, romantic photos when shit wasn’t actually good was fighting against some of that pressure.”

Instagram is fast becoming a cesspool of anxiety for contestants, making outlets like podcasts all the more appealing. “You get all this fame, overnight, and you’re riding this super-high high, and then the next season comes along and you lose hundreds of thousands of followers,” Gates says. “It does something to your self-worth.” The future of the post-Bachelor world, she thinks, lies beyond perfectly curated posts. “Fans don’t want the edits in photos, they want to see you as a person, which explains the rise of video, TikTok, people doing podcasts. I think everyone is craving authenticity.”

When Unglert launched Help! I Suck At Dating, he was more than happy to serve up said authenticity but was under no illusion that he had any expertise to offer. Fresh off a disastrous Bachelor in Paradise season in which he juggled two women, he had viewers call in and give him love advice. Fast forward two years: He’s graduated from the Bachelor franchise, in a committed relationship, and surprised to find that he’s become an unexpected resource for matters of the heart (something, he notes, wouldn’t have happened in “a million years” had he not gone through the show).

“I have a lot of friends who have started confiding in me a lot more for dating advice, which I think is really funny,” Unglert says, adding cheerfully, “I always preface everything by saying, ‘Look, obviously I don’t know anything I’m saying. But I think this is what you should do…’”

Thea Glassman is a freelance entertainment writer, with bylines in The New York Times, The Hollywood Reporter, Vanity Fair, and VICE. Find her on Twitter @theakglassman.





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Justin Bieber Rekindled His Relationship With Hailey Baldwin Because of One Moment


Hailey Baldwin just revealed what made Justin Bieber reach out after their rough breakup, and it wasn’t what you’d expect.

The model now known as Haily Bieber is mostly famous for her prowess in front of the camera, but back in 2018, she revealed another talent on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon that she pulls out for special occasions. It turns out, that moment was a major hit with her now-husband Justin.

Hailey was back on Fallon’s show this week when the host asked her if she did any party tricks while posing for a recent cover of Elle Magazine—a reference to her April 2018 appearance on the show, when she opened a beer bottle with her teeth.

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“I say this because the last time you were on our show, you did something that was the most amazing thing ever. Everybody was talking about it, you opened a beer bottle with your teeth,” Fallon said. But Hailey surprised Fallon by sharing that the moment had a bigger impact on her life than he previously knew.

“It was really fun and there’s actually another funny story behind this and that is that last time I was here, we did this little party trick where I opened a Corona bottle with my teeth,” Hailey said.

Apparently, someone she hadn’t spoken to in a while saw it and decided to reach out. “The next morning, after the interview had aired, I got a certain phone call from a certain someone and it was a little like, ‘Hey, how are you? I saw you on Jimmy Fallon last night. You were looking really good. I loved that trick that you did, I had no idea that you can do that. It was so cool,’” she said. “Cut to, I’m now married to that certain someone.”

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That someone is obviously Justin. The pair had a tryst around 2016 but stopped talking after things went south. “We went through a long period of time when we weren’t friends. We didn’t speak for quite some time, and there was a lot of weirdness that went on. We’ve moved past that,” Baldwin told The Times of London back in May of 2018.

However, after the clip went viral, he gave her a call that eventually led them to rekindle their relationship. By September 2018—just five months after her appearance on The Tonight Show—they were legally married.

Earlier this month, Justin explained in an interview with Apple Music’s Zane Lowe that he and Hailey initially took some time off so he could deal with some of personal issues. “This time, I took the time to really build myself and focus on me, and try to make the right decisions and all that sort of stuff. And yeah, I got better,” he explained.

Guess we all have to start practicing opening beer bottles with our teeth! Just kidding, don’t do that.



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