Jackson Rathbone aparece en la portada de la revista "Troix". Les dejamos la foto de dicha portada en HQ y sin marcas porque realmente merece la pena!!!!
Fuente
Gracias a Loving Rob (vía Pattinson Online) nos trae scans del contenido del anuario de Rob esta increíble y es para el 2010 tendremos un buen año nuevo!
Gracias a foro.univision chicas(os) les traigo los scans de la revista Us Weekly: Sexy Stars Of New Moon ; donde aparecen las fotos de nuestro queridos y queridas actores y actrisez de la Saga. 
Por otro lado, Kristen y Rob ya llegaron a Vancouver! Pueden ver fotos dando clic en cada uno :)
Definitivamente, se le extraña el look de siempre XD
También aclarar el asunto sobre las portadas que hemos visto hace poco, que serían la versión de Luna Nueva la película, en el libro de tapa blanda. Primero salió ESTA, y luego salió ESTA alegándose que la anterior era una "falsa". Ahora resulta que la primera es la REAL, hablando en términos de que es la portada que tendrá ésta versión del libro pero lanzada masivamente en octubre de este año. La segunda resulta ser la que se usará para una edición espécial y limitada, que será lanzada en setiembre. QUIEN LOS ENTIENDE!! XDDD
Recuerdan la versión del libro de Crepúsculo con la portada del poster oficial? Pues bien, lo mismo tendremos con Luna Nueva, y se trata de una versión nueva del poster que ya conocemos. Lo que no me gusta, es que Edward se ve taaaaaaaan triste! :'(
Por otro lado, pueden ver algunos outtakes de Cam y Kellan, hechos para una sesión de fotos de la revista masculina Max. Clic!
Babassssssss XD
También ha salido un scan en mejor
resolución de la revista mexicana 15 a 20
en la que incluyen un artículo relacionado
a la peli e inclusive regalarán entradas
para verla!! *muere de envidia!*
Pero lo mejor es ver a Edward en la
portada *babea hasta empapar el teclado*
Algo que había leído hace poco... ROBERT ESTARÁ EN MÉXICO!! Siiiiiiiiiii no digo que los mexicanos son super lecheros?? Y España también tendrá a la directora Catherine, Kristen y Cam para promocionar la peli... Waaaaaa se ganarán con el MALOTE que está BUENOTE!!
Sería un sueño tenerlos más para este lado del mundo no?? Ayyyyy nada se pierde soñando :P
Holly Molly!! Vieron la portada de la la revista Entertainment Wekly?? Está causando una controversia que da miedo... Muchas piensan que ha sido un total sacrilegio a la historia y a los personajes el haber fotografiado con el "look", la ropa y la actitud que vemos en esta portada a Robert y a Kristen:
Me gusta muxo la primera, es muy dramática pero también "hot"... La otra esta xévere tambien, con la niebla y el aire misterioso que les rodea, pero la veo rara... con Victoria y James como si fueran los personajes principales, me hubiera gustado que están los otros Cullen... y Jacob esta buenísimo ahí pero no le veo el cabello largo!! debe haberlo tenido recogido no sé...
NO ONE IS STARING AT YOU, I promised myself. No one is staring at you. No one is staring at you.
But, because I couldn't lie convincingly even to myself, I had to check.
As I sat waiting for one of the three traffic lights in town to turn green, I peeked to the right — in her minivan, Mrs. Weber had turned her whole torso in my direction. Her eyes bored into mine, and I flinched back, wondering why she didn't drop her gaze or look ashamed. It was still considered rude to stare at people, wasn't it? Didn't that apply to me anymore?
Then I remembered that these windows were so darkly tinted that she probably had no idea if it was even me in here, let alone that I'd caught her looking. I tried to take some comfort in the fact that she wasn't really staring at me, just the car.
My car. Sigh.
I glanced to the left and groaned. Two pedestrians were frozen on the sidewalk, missing their chance to cross as they stared. Behind them, Mr. Marshall was gawking through the plate glass window of his little souvenir shop. At least he didn't have his nose pressed up against the glass. Yet.
The light turned green and, in my hurry to escape, I stomped on the gas pedal without thinking — the normal way I would have punched it to get my ancient Chevy truck moving.
Engine snarling like a hunting panther, the car jolted forward so fast that my body slammed into the black leather seat and my stomach flattened against my spine.
''Arg!'' I gasped as I fumbled for the brake. Keeping my head, I merely tapped the pedal. The car lurched to an absolute standstill anyway.
I couldn't bear to look around at the reaction. If there had been any doubt as to who was driving this car before, it was gone now. With the toe of my shoe, I gently nudged the gas pedal down one half millimeter, and the car shot forward again.
I managed to reach my goal, the gas station. If I hadn't been running on vapors, I wouldn't have come into town at all. I was going without a lot of things these days, like Pop-Tarts and shoelaces, to avoid spending time in public.
Moving as if I were in a race, I got the hatch open, the cap off, the card scanned, and the nozzle in the tank within seconds. Of course, there was nothing I could do to make the numbers on the gauge pick up the pace. They ticked by sluggishly, almost as if they were doing it just to annoy me.
It wasn't bright out — a typically drizzly day in Forks, Washington — but I still felt like a spotlight was trained on me, drawing attention to the delicate ring on my left hand. At times like this, sensing the eyes on my back, it felt as if the ring were pulsing like a neon sign: Look at me, look at me.
It was stupid to be so self-conscious, and I knew that. Besides my dad and mom, did it really matter what people were saying about my engagement? About my new car? About my mysterious acceptance into an Ivy League college? About the shiny black credit card that felt red-hot in my back pocket right now?
''Yeah, who cares what they think,'' I muttered under my breath.
(c) 2008 by Stephenie Meyer, reprinted with permission from the Eclipse Special Edition published by Little, Brown and Company.
Pronto la traducción!!
