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Between film shoots, international flights, and a family crisis, a lovely afternoon with Kate Mara. (That's Mare-uh. Not Marr-uh.)
Kate Mara and I swallowed up by a couple quicksand cushions, on the open-air back patio of a Manhattan hotel on a Saturday. The weather: coolly humid. The birds: chirping without concern. She seems in a bit of a rush, checking out in between shaking my hand and leading us here. She's been in New York for five days. Tomorrow she will fly to Belfast to shoot a film for two months. Her plan after this interview is to take a car back to her family's home upstate.
"Well, my family's dog, Betty Boop, died a couple days ago."
And with that, the birds stop chirping.
Not that she seems down. There's a steady hum to her cadence. "It was kind of crazy. I'm here doing a little Fantastic Four press. I went to the Met [Costume Gala], and I planned on going to see my family for two nights. The day I got there, the dog passed. I felt lucky to be there."
The Maras are a dog family. "Oh, my gosh. We've never not had them." Kate has two. She got them about twelve years ago. There's Bruno, and there's Lucius, who is a rescue, like Betty, who was four years younger than both of them. "I hate to say this, because I love my dog who's not a rescue, Bruno, but I got him before I really understood how desperately dogs need to be rescued," she says. "Now we're obsessed with the breed. Boston terriers are like little gremlins. But that's why I love them.
The picture is the background of her phone, which she hands to me. The dogs could be twins.
"Can you guess which one is Lucius?"
I point to the terrier with the slightly more austere cheekbones. Looks like a Lucius.
"Wow," she says. "You got it wrong."
Her drink is "hot water with, like, lots of lemon on the side." She sips it, in between curse-laden sentences and sniggers. She lies slack on the couch, legs uncrossed. We talk about whether she'll visit her family's Dublin farm in between workdays; her wisecracking Fantastic Four costars ("I don't really fuck with them. They fuck with me"); the serial mispronunciation by her "more proper" sister, Rooney, of the first a in Mare-uh ("We give her shit all the time"); her support of the Humane Society and Oceana; her veganism and gluten-freeism and belief that movie-theater-popcorn butter is sacrilege. ("That, to me, is gross. It makes the popcorn soggy, too.") She takes offense at my hypothesis that when she's training for a film and cannot eat movie-theater popcorn but brings a popcorn-pang palliative snack with her, she chooses carrots. ("No. Not carrots.")
So, how did it feel to lose to the Philadelphia Eagles 27–0 last year?
(The Eagles are the rivals of her, well, genealogy, which comprises two cornerstones of the National Football League. They are the intrastate rivals of the Pittsburgh Steelers, founded by her maternal great-grandfather in 1933, and the chief rivals of the New York Giants, founded by her paternal great-grandfather in 1925 and, gloriously, the losers of both games against the Eagles last season.)
"Yes, I am wearing a Giants shirt. Of course I'm a huge fan. It's never nice to lose against the Eagles. Never."
"You didn't hurt me. I'm not giving you the satisfaction."
She once said that her contract stipulates she cannot work during the Super Bowl—"People love that"—but she clarifies that it's an issue only if she's shooting in February. Though, yes, she asks to have the days surrounding the Super Bowl off, because one time—we hypothesize (incorrectly, it turns out) it's the championship game in which the Steelers defeated the Arizona Cardinals—she was working. "It's like missing the biggest family event of your life." I share a brief anecdote about a Steelers-loving friend who, a half hour after that game, returned home screaming with joy.
"Well, I'm sure you can relate to that . . . if your team won."
She's now spent more than half her thirty-two years working as a professional actress and is well past Brokeback Mountain and 24 and Entourage. After playing a power-thirsty reporter/seductress on House of Cards, giving such nuance to her character's neediness and savvy and posturing that she received an Emmy nomination (see: episode ten, in which she shrinks when confronted by her paramour's wife in one scene but in the next attempts to milk the confrontation for dominion over him); earning a preemptively scheduled-for-a-sequel superhero blockbuster in Fantastic Four and a Ridley Scott–directed space epic in the autumn; and wrapping two other films, Mara has a new agency. She can decide how she spends her time.
"I think I've become more aware of whom I'm going to spend three months of my life with," she says. "Why do I want to have that experience with that person? And what will it give me? Will it help me grow? I've started actually making a list of directors that I'm excited about—and now I'm not just waiting for them to have a movie but maybe creating one myself." The list is in the Notes section of her phone.
She motions for the check—not to cap the conversation but to prepare for maximal efficiency whenever it does end. Though soon after the waiter arrives, I tell her to go.
She bounces up. "Well, listen, thanks so much for my lemon water," she says. "It was a treat." She slicks the line and offers a hug and is gone.
Published in the August 2015 issue.

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Giada De Laurentiis is certainly heating things up -- in and out of the kitchen!
The 46-year-old Food Network personality bared it all in the October issue of Health in more ways than one ...
The cover star got risqué as she wore nothing but black pants and a scarf that covered only her chest.
This is certainly a side of the celebrity chef we've never seen before!
She also revealed her healthy eating habits -- and they may surprise you.
See images of Giada De Laurentiis through the years:
"I do nibble!" she admitted to Health . "I always have a ton of precut mixed fruit in my fridge, and bowls of mixed nuts that I've toasted."
Like most people, the Italian-born celeb also can't resist a sweet treat. Her go-to? Dark chocolate chips she keeps stocked in her freezer.
"They're cold, so it takes longer to melt in your mouth," she revealed.
And while the "Giada At Home" star is most famous for her skills in the kitchen, there's another role she's most proud of -- being a mom to her 8-year-old daughter.
A post shared by Giada DeLaurentiis (@giadadelaurentiis) on Jul 15, 2016 at 6:44pm PDT
Despite her busy schedule, De Laurentiis makes spending time with her kiddo, Jade, a top priority. But the single mom reveals being divorced makes it especially difficult.
"When you split time with your kids, when you actually have them, you don't want to be working. Otherwise, what's the point? This time is precious."
De Laurentiis split from her husband of 12 years , fashion designer Todd Thompson, at the end of 2014. She revealed in a Facebook post that the separation was "amicable."
"Although our decision to separate comes with a great deal of sadness, our focus on the future and overwhelming desire for our family's happiness has given us the strength to move forward on separate, yet always connected paths," she posted on the social media site in 2014.
But things are looking up for the chef! De Laurentiis is currently dating TV producer Shane Farley , whom she's been seeing since November 2015. We're guessing their relationship is as great as ever -- she was spotted in New York City back in August looking absolutely glowing!
She was also once linked to fellow celeb chef Bobby Flay, but the longtime friends were quick to squash romance rumors.

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