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Gwyneth Paltrow is not a celebrity who is relatable. That's not her brand. In fact, I have never related to a single thing she has said or done.
The actress sits firmly in the aspirational category of famous people. This is especially evident in her annual Goop gift guide, which seemingly gets more bonkers every year.
Each year, Paltrow's lifestyle brand, Goop, drops a holiday gift guide and its release has become a cultural phenomenon. Mostly because it platforms loads of extreme luxury products, woo-woo wellness items, and things that are simply just rich person nonsense.
I'm talking A Portable Bidet, a clip-on device for those who can't live a single day of their life without an invigorating butt shower. Then there was a Glitter-Bomb Acrylic Ouija Board, for those who want to summon spirits, but with a bit of razzle-dazzle.
Of course, there were the 24-Karat Gold Rolling Papers for rolling boujie joints and A Real Bread Lamp made from a hollowed-out baguette coated in resin to prevent it from rotting. Festive!
Listen to the hosts of The Spill discuss the downfall of the Goop gift guide. Post continues after podcast.
And who can forget the ol' Vagina-Scented Candle (not me!), which was formally a candle named 'This Smells Like My Vagina' and became a massive bestseller, not to mention an impressive feat in modern vagina science.
I don't know why anyone would need any of this stuff, but we had fun!
But my friends, the fun is over. Paltrow has dropped her gift guide for this year and uh oh, she's gone normie. The horror.

























