What an angel

Naomi Watts reaches for the stars in her latest Thierry Mugler Angel print campaign. Look out for it in a magazine near you.
I love to see a fellow Australian doing well, particularly now that I’m living in London, and Naomi Watts is one Australian who has well and truly earned her star power stripes.
Watts has been the face of Theirry Mugler’s cult scent (and I do mean cult, there are Angel fans out there who are literally nuts for the stuff) since May 2008. Mugler picked Watts from the celeb lineup for her “modern touch and personality that blends sensuality, voluptuousness and evanescence”. Sounds fair enough to me. Watts has always had a kind of practical chicness about her. Despite her stunning looks, stellar career and celebrity union with hunky actor Liev Schreiber, it always seems down to business with Watts and I rather like that.
The scent she fronts up though is really rather different. It packs plenty of glitz. No practical roses or pretty gardenia here, in fact, bar a hint of patchouli, there are no flowers at all in Angel. Instead you’ll be caught up in a delectable world of chocolate, vanilla, caramel and berries. Much like diving into a sundae, Angel was one of the first gourmand fragrances to hit the market in 1992. And boy, did the world get a sweet rush. Perhaps the obsessive love affair with Angel is because wearing it is very much like jumping into a pile of praline chocolates, and I dare you to find me a girl (or woman) who doesn’t like the thought of that just a little bit.
If these spanking hot new Angel images of Watts are anything to go by though, it’s clear that while Naomi may be spritzing the chocolatey star-bottled scent with abandon, she sure isn’t getting heavy with and any real Milky Way bars. Part Tinkerbell, part ballerina, part seductive temptress, Watts packs some seriously high wattage into this latest Angel campaign. The kind of boo-yeh that Tyra Banks might refer to as “bringing it”.
Next time we see Watts in the gossip mags though, she’ll likely be in Birkenstocks walking in the street with her kids. And that’s what I call real star power.

