Vicki Woods

“The Ford in Our Future,” by Vicki Woods, was originally published in the March 1997 issue of Vogue. For more of the best from Vogue’s archive, sign up for our Nostalgia newsletter here. Harrison Ford walks toward me in a $3,000 Cerruti suit, across the length of a crowded soundstage in Culver City, Los Angeles. It is a purposeful walk, and swift. His eyes glitter.

“Hot Shot,” by Vicki Woods, was originally published in the June 2011 issue of Vogue. For more of the best from Vogue’s archive, sign up for our Nostalgia newsletter here. This lean, mean tennis machine, poised to spring for the top spot, is Novak Djokovic, currently number two in world tennis. Thanks to a suddenly superhuman serve (after several uneven years, his first-serve percentage is a neat 65), plus the court-covering power to return the craziest shots, he is on a wild roll.

The Life and Times of an American Icon—take one. High over New York City, Demi Moore leans against the rail of a penthouse pool, her eyes half-closed against the dying sun. She is wearing a meltdown gown—an hourglass halter in blood-red silk-satin—that cascades over her feet in a liquid train. It's a very deliberately sexy dress, a vamp dress. And when she's in pose, with head flung imperiously back and white neck and arms outstretched, she stops everyone's breath.