Mick Brown

The tyranny of 1970s self-help gurus

Clients pursuing ‘true self’ were expected to wear identical clothes, shave their heads, self-flagellate and be ‘given hell’, while paying through the nose for it

Group yoga at the Whole Earth Fair in Boulder, Colorado, July 1970. [Getty Images] 
issue 16 March 2024

As any book about the rise of that most nebulous idea ‘wellness’, should, James Riley’s Well Beings begins with Gwyneth Paltrow, purveyor of ‘This Smells Like My Vagina’ candles, ‘Metabolism-Boosting Super-powder’ and nostrums about mindfulness and ‘self-care’ – for which read self-indulgence. In 2019 Paltrow’s company Goop chartered a luxury liner for a ‘Goop at Sea’ extravaganza, at which attendees were invited to spend $4,200 for the ‘basic’ cruise and a suite at the ship’s onboard spa, and a further $750 for the event itself, the highlight of which would be an appearance by the high priestess of wellness herself.

Goop at Sea was cancelled due to Covid. But it did eventually take to the seas in 2021 – an anticlimactic affair, featuring a ‘low-impact fitness class’ and an ‘intuition seminar’ hosted by the ‘Goop-approved clairvoyant’ Deganit Nuur. Paltrow herself did not attend, and the Goop social media feed conspicuously avoided any reports on the cruise, concentrating instead on upcoming health events, pop ups and high-end product launches.

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