One Joint With Caroline Vreeland


“My latest tattoo is this one; it’s an excerpt from a Baudelaire quote, the one on my Instagram bio.”

Musician and CR girl Caroline Vreeland has offered a tour of her 12 tattoos, and if there was ever a way to sum the songstress up, it would be this specific, poetic fragment, which appears on her body and on the social media platform where she posts every sip of wine, every twirl of pasta, every body-hugging look. Currently on Star (recently green-lit for a second season), filming an upcoming movie with producer Nick Cassavetes, and continuing her global fashion travels, she’s momentarily back home in Los Angeles, where we’ve arranged to meet.

Back to the tattoo. “It says: ‘On wine, poetry, virtue.’” She has cribbed it from Charles Baudelaire’s “Get Drunk!” which reads: “Get drunk and stay that way. On what? On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever. But get drunk.”

What the poet commands, we oblige; Vreeland has graciously shown up with a bottle of wine and some leftover pizza. There are also herbal refreshments.

“Everyone smokes weed,” Vreeland says. “It’s not about the thing you’re ingesting, it’s about the ceremony of being with like-minded people and being in a creative environment—to share that experience and to enhance your thinking. There’s a series of essays that Baudelaire did on wine and hashish and their different aspects, and he would try certain things and then try to be creative in that space, and it’s interesting. It does open your mind.”

The left coast is making its open-mindedness official on January 1, 2018, when, per the vote last November, the state of California will legalize the recreational use of marijuana by adults. The same day in 2016 also saw the election of 45 to the office of President of the United States — a fact and its implications that are very rarely not part of the conversation these days. And it’s making for very strange days.

“I’ve been in such a weird mood today. I had a weird meeting where the guy made me sit in a freezing cold room and then told me he voted for Trump. And then the man I’m in love with also voted for Trump,” says Vreeland. “It’s really fucking my life up!”

Like much of the human experience, it’s pretty convoluted—here, there’s a deep conflict between principle and heart—but her willingness to love and be broadminded has allowed her to get proximate with people she might have closed herself to otherwise.

“I’m a very emotional person, obviously,” says Vreeland. “I’m fighting for gay and lesbian rights, for women’s rights. So the idea that someone could think that any kind of financial situation could trump — sorry for lack of a better word — any kind of social thing is crazy to me.”

Still, she loves the guy.

“It’s really hard for me to wrap my head around. When I met his mom for the first time, I came into the dinner thinking ‘I’m going to lose my shit, what are we going to talk about?’ Within the first ten minutes I was crying talking about it,” Vreeland remembers, “And what I realized was that the way she and I bonded, and really liked each other anyway, and recovered from it? That was almost more important to me than the differences that we had.”

Here, she pauses, reconsidering everything for the umpteenth time. “It’s blowing my mind, I don’t know what to feel about it. Is it bad for my image to say I’m dating a Trump person? Am I a fucking hypocrite?” We need a diversion. “Let’s get higher!”

Vreeland, who seemed at first hesitant to actually inhale, has relaxed into the evening. A second joint is lit, which Vreeland documents for her Instagram followers, considering only briefly what her mother might think.

This personal-political dichotomy isn’t the only one currently present in Vreeland’s life. Though she travels to Europe for the collections and appears onscreen à la Lee Daniels—all very glamorous—there’s that nagging issue of a home life with a bit more grit stuck to it. Just back from a long trip, her life in Los Angeles could use some TLC.

“I don’t have hot water at my apartment. I’m there washing my armpits with cold water, doing my laundry at the laundromat. I’m not fully figured out,” Vreeland says. “My car is completely broken down and stuck together with tape. But then I’m like, at couture. It’s a weird mixture. I constantly feel crazy, like sometimes I have to drink whiskey and sit alone and be weird.”

As someone exposed to the perils of a life in entertainment, Vreeland has a good grasp on how to stick to her guns when she knows something isn’t right or true for her—even if it means missing out on a career opportunity.

“There have definitely been [fashion jobs] that I haven’t necessarily gotten because I choose to be on the sexier side of things. Sexuality is extremely important, and I wouldn’t be who I was if I didn’t embrace that side of me,” she says. “The fashion world is very elitist about a lot of things. I would question myself, just because I didn’t book a job with whatever kind of brand. I can’t train my mind to think that way. I have to do what’s true to me. If they want to fuck with me, they do, and if they don’t…”

Beyond her impetuousness and overt sexuality, there is the fact that she has been blessed with an apparently feminine form — but models aren’t just one size anymore.

“[Carine] was the first person who ever, ever said to me ‘your boobs aren’t a problem for the styling. Your boobs are the reason we’re doing the shoot,’” Vreeland recounts. Prior to her first CR shoot, she was sent away from the set of an Italian fashion magazine by the stylist, who told her he “couldn’t work with that,” gesturing to her figure — can you imagine how that would feel? Off set, she encountered body shaming, too.

Do people assume things about her based on the way she looks?

“You mean that you’re a ho and that you have fake boobs? Oh yeah, for sure,” she says. But with each Instagram post, she’s providing the world with necessary imagery that will, hopefully and over time, annihilate those presuppositions.

“I was looking on my DMs, and the first four things were ‘Where’d you get that bra?’ ‘How do you find bras that fit?’ ‘I have a small ribcage and a big chest,’ ‘I don’t have anything I feel sexy in,’” she says. She hints that perhaps there’s an opportunity there.

“I’ve been fortunate enough that I’ve gotten a warm response from the things that make me, me,” Vreeland says, “Which is being outspoken, my wine drinking, my love of my body, and showing that I love who I am. So the idea that now I can branch out and make products that speak to those different things is really exciting,” she says. Recently 30, she’s ready to start thinking ahead.

“What comes next? You know?” Vreeland asks the universe as she takes a hit. “I don’t just want to be an it-girl that sits at fashion shows. I want to do things that I feel that there’s a void for.”

Is a Caroline Vrweedland strain forthcoming? Will #Carowine materialize? To be sure, there are big plans ahead… As soon as the high wears off.


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