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GOIN' COUNTRY
Jessica Simpson had to overcome a tabloid-worthy divorce, swirling rumors about her controlling father, and a string of boyfriends she couldn't be herself with. But now, with a new album on the way, a quarterback who loves her, and talk of, yes, marriage, America's sweetheart is back...and on the verge of something very big.
By Will Blythe
Photographed by Carter Smith
Styled by Joe Zee
A month shy of 28, Jessica Simpson settles into a chair and cries, “I’m so old!” She says this with the happy despair that only a young woman experimenting with the idea of age, not the reality, can muster. She’s just sailed into the New York City showroom for the Jessica Simpson Collection on a sweltering summer afternoon, flanked by her mom, Tina, and a bevy of tanned, middle-aged Texans, who have immediately fanned across the room, picking up Jessica’s shoes and bags, oohing and ahhing as they roam: “These are cute!”
“The paparazzi were chasing us down Seventh Avenue,” Jessica says, looking no worse for the pursuit. “They asked me if I was modeling lingerie. I said, ‘No!’ Where do they get that?” Could it be the tiny white shorts she is sporting as she strides indomitably atop chunky-heeled sandals? She takes her ease at a glass-topped table in the spotless precincts of the showroom, which is suddenly as empty and cool as Antarctica (an Antarctica with lots of shoes) now that Tina and her friends have disappeared, leaving Jessica alone with me to moan about her age.
Her friend CaCee Cobb says that Jessica is always complaining about how old she is these days, which gets on her nerves now that CaCee has turned 30. “I just tell her, ‘Yeah, whatever,’” CaCee says. On the other hand, it’s possible that the two and a half dark years that Jessica has suffered through since she broke up with her former husband, Nick Lachey, have made her feel ancient before her time. Or at least not a day under 28.
Up until she was about 25 or so, life couldn’t have been going better for Jessica. The pop singer and “reality” star (reality—what a concept!) was sharing her life, giving it to her fans. She made music, too, but in this case, all she really had to do to be famous was live. Newlyweds, the MTV series chronicling her marriage to Nick, made her look guileless and cute and pretty damned goofy. America loved her for it, and she loved America back. “Jessica, I’m just like you,” countless girls told her. And they were, she thought, except for one little thing: They didn’t do everything in public. But for a long time, during her honeymoon—not with Nick; the one with the fans—that tiny difference didn’t matter.
But when, in 2005, her marriage went south, as many early marriages will, everything else began to unravel too. She’d never been on her own before. She’d gone from a father to a husband when many girls her age were sharing apartments with their best friends. She’d started dating Nick when she was 18 and he was 25, had been married to him since she was 22. She had no idea of who she was without him.
In December 2005, less than a month after breaking up with Nick, she went to his hometown of Cincinnati to give a Christmas concert. Backstage, she froze. “I told CaCee, I can’t go out there,” Jessica says. “People are gonna hate me. I’ve never been onstage without Nick in the wings.”
CaCee grabbed her face and said, “You’re going out there. You have got to sing.”
In tears, Jessica said, “I can’t. I don’t have anything to sing about.”
“You’re singing Christmas songs,” CaCee said, pushing her toward the stage. “Think back to when you were a kid.”
So Jessica went onto the stage and, as she says, “I just fell to my knees and started bawling, and everyone in the audience was bawling, so I sang and cried and it was like a prayer for peace.”
Not world peace. Jessica peace. World peace could maybe wait until her life smoothed out. Actual reality was a bitch!
Then came what CaCee refers to as “the incident.” It occurred on December 3, 2006, a black-tie night at the Kennedy Center in Washington during which Dolly Parton was honored. “I was singing ‘9 to 5’ and I choked and forgot the words in front of the president and in front of Dolly Parton, who’s like the president to me,” Jessica says. “And the last time I sang in front of the president, I had messed up the lyrics to ‘God Bless
В сентябре Джессика выпускает новый альбом в стиле кантри Do you know.Этому событию была посвящена фотосессия певицы, выдержанная в стилистике кантри.