Man, why does Barbie get such a bad rap? She's not the ditzy blonde bimbo she used to be. She's a computer engineer now!
Salma Hayek has been off the radar, presumably enjoying motherhood and her role as wife of French billionaire Francois-Henri Pinault. But that doesn’t mean Salma has given up her independence.
"I work hard, I make my own living and I love it," Salma told the November issue of Redbook. "I like having financial independence."
Yeah. So don't get the wrong idea, people, she's still rich, okay?
"I don’t ever want to have to depend on anyone completely. But when I have troubles sometimes, it's nice to have someone there to help."
Yes, her husband is a French billionaire, and I'm sure the first thought that pops into most people's minds is that she married him for his money. But this is Salma Hayek we're talking about, not some struggling twenty-something looking to pay off her student loans. Plus, there are plenty of other, non-superficial reasons to marry a French billionaire. A sexy accent, for instance.
Pinault is the CEO of PPR, which owns both Gucci and Yves Saint Laurent. And while Salma admits she enjoys doing fashion related things with him, he's not going to change her look.
"I like to play fashion with him, but I'm nobody's Barbie," the actress says.
Hayek stars in the upcoming animated movie, Puss in Boots, and she says she agreed to lend her voice to the movie to impress someone special—her four year-old daughter, Valentina Paloma.
So is Salma just going to be focusing on family-friendly roles from here on out? Not likely.
"I'm playing the queen of a drug cartel in an Oliver Stone film," says Hayek. "He asked if I'd gone 'all soft' because I'm a mother. I said, 'Yes, but I can be the devil if I need to, because after all, I'm an actress.' "
Hayek recently made an appearance at Paris' fashion week, where she sat front row at the YSL show. But one of her most lauded fashion moments was the silk orange dress she wore to a Balenciaga show. Hayek paired the outfit with a pair of strappy wedges and a similarly rust-colored clutch.
You can't tell me the husband didn’t put a stamp of approval on that before she stepped out.