Rashida Jones is featured in the summer issue of Porter.
On her Theory pantsuit: “Totally coincidentally, I’ve been asked to wear the same Theory pant suit in acting roles for more than a decade. And then there’s this blouse. I even wrote an article about it in T: The New York Times Style magazine because that too kept coming back to me in TV shows and projects. It was as if the blouse knew that I am business casual. I just can’t avoid it.”
On dressing for the red carpet: “For the red carpet and events, I’m constantly vacillating between saying, ‘Screw it, I’m just going to go down the middle of the line.’ I just don’t want to get hammered by the critics. I want to keep it pretty and classic. And then, on the other hand, I’ll say, ‘Fuck it, I just want to express myself. That’s what’s fun about fashion. You can wear weird things and experiment and have fun. It doesn’t have to be flattering, it can just be an expression of who you are. I’m always fighting with myself about that. My worst nightmare is that you end up looking like someone just dressed you, like you showed up and did this.”
On Paul McCartney’s kids as houseguests when she was 4 or 5: “I just thought they were the coolest people ever. I think it was when her dad was recording ‘The Girl Is Mine’ for ‘Thriller’ with my dad. I call [Stella] whenever I’m in London, but you know, she’s busy. She’s a boss. I went to her show here at Amoeba Music [the world’s largest independent record store] recently and it was like a family reunion for us.”
On her education at the Buckley School: “My school bus was insane. They were all a little younger than me, but Paris Hilton, the Kardashians, Nicole Richie, who is like a little sister to me, were all on it. Our parents were friends.”
On not seeing herself as part of the “blue blood crowd”: “You have to remember, when I was growing up in L.A. in the 1990s, it was the time of Rodney King, the riots, O.J. My sister and I, we’re mixed race, and we just wanted to be down in the ’hood. We may have gone to private school, but we were at public-school parties on the weekend. Because of who my dad is, people make assumptions about who I am. When I got to Harvard, they lumped me in with that blueblood crowd, which I had no experience of. My dad grew up on the south side of Chicago in the 1930s. It was rough and he wasn’t one of those people who didn’t want his family to forget how hard it was. Yes, we were extremely comfortable, but we were not spoiled.”
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