Why we love a Nepo baby
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The problem with a medium so young that they hardly ever wear diapers is that they can be terribly naive. The latest outrage to hit our feeds is a big hooray over “nepo babies” and the fact that so much of Hollywood is populated by the children of the famous.
“She has her mother’s eyes. And Agent,” announced a cover story published by New York Magazine last month, which included detailed charts showing how connected Hollywood residents are. Did you know that young starlet Maya Hawke is the daughter of Ethan Hawke and Uma Thurman? And Dakota Johnson is not only the daughter of former couple Melanie Griffiths and Don Johnson, but her grandmother was Tippi Hedren?!
The New York story was itself an attempt to shine a light on the social media platforms where interest in “Nepo babies” was born. TikTok, in particular, has only recently discovered that the habit of confusing filial love with merit, once mentioned by Confucius, is still widespread, and the platform has an active Nepo Baby content forum where users can post time-lapse Create compilations of famous actor clans. However, the shock factor diminishes somewhat when looking back in time. Larry Hagman was a Nepo baby, as my father would point out every time we looked at Dallas (or South Pacific, which his mother, Mary Martin, starred in). Vanessa Redgrave, 85, is a Nepo baby. Even Buster Keaton was a Nepo baby, jeez.
Dakota Johnson with her parents, Melanie Griffith and Don Johnson © Lars Niki/Corbis/Getty Images
Nepo babies have been a fundamental part of our existence ever since. . . forever, and anyone who tells you otherwise is probably someone else’s son. Working at British Vogue in the 2010s, I had become so used to filling the pages with semi-talented, attractive descendants of famous people – “Little Minnie Jnr is currently pursuing careers as a pastry chef, photographer, filmmaker and eventually supermodel” — another co-worker and I joked about launching a magazine called My Dad Is. . . Today it seems even more relevant as social media has allowed Nepo-Babies a bigger platform on which to monetize their DNA. Where before they might have had to hone a demonstrable talent in order to build a career, today’s nepos can simply create a stream of influencer gossip and post it to their TikTok feed.
Not that I’m bitter. I’m just as fascinated by Nepo babies as everyone else. But I tend to resent the sons and daughters of editors who land massive book deals more than those who exploit the casting room.
We search their faces for signs of similarity and difference, praising those who have become their parents’ spitting image and shaming those who inherited their father’s receding hairline or preoperative nose
And Nepo babies are everywhere. Certainly some of my peers in my profession are the children of journalists and editors, and their lifelong immersion in the world of media has arguably afforded them a far-reaching perspective, a rich list of contacts, and an edge in knowing how things should be done . As singer Lily Allen (daughter of actor Keith Allen and hit film producer Alison Owen) pointed out in a series of tweets, “The Nepo babies you should be worried about are the ones who work for law firms, the ones who work for banks and those who work in politics. When we talk about the real world consequences and deprive people of opportunity.” And she’s absolutely right. It would probably be a lot more constructive to create a big chart showing who produced who in the UK Bar or House of Commons, but lawyers and politicians don’t usually look as alluring as Dakota Johnson when she’s in a Gucci dress are shown.
Lily Allen and her father Keith © Dave Hogan/Getty Images
Plus, it’s more than just a professional perk that has fueled the Nepo trend. It is an almost primal impulse that compels our interest. We search their faces for signs of similarity and difference, praising those who have become their parents’ spitting image and shaming those who inherited their father’s receding hairline or preoperative nose. In a world with little enthusiasm for anything other than the mirror, the Nepo baby is the embodiment of #blessed. And just as we resent Lily-Rose Depp for the perks she might have enjoyed as the daughter of Johnny (her dad) and Vanessa Paradis, we still adore her striking resemblance to her parents: like a tiny icon of our time.
Unfortunately, my nepotistic advantage only opened one door into my mother’s classroom in elementary school: I used to sometimes help her out as a teaching assistant during vacations. And I don’t want to be a Nepo baby. Well, not much. Who would want whispers of privilege surrounding each of your accomplishments, the nagging doubts of not being quite so fabulous, the constant scrutiny of your face? It must be unbearable to be constantly compared to your gorgeous, gorgeous, peerless mother or your amazing, multiple Oscar-winning father. For every success highlighted by The New York Encyclopedia of Successful Offspring, there are generations of Nepo kids who have tried and failed.
Or maybe we should conduct a study of those children who have chosen not to follow their parents’ path: it could start with Anna Wintour’s son, Charles Shaffer, who is the psychiatrist treating at Weill Cornell in New York City (see figure). Or my favorite, Sam Springsteen, a fireman who happens to be Bruce Springsteen’s youngest son.