Dakota Johnson's "Objects of Affection" Tour Is a Deadpan House Tour That Unravels
VogueIn this Vogue segment, Dakota Johnson offers to show viewers "some of my objects of affection," a familiar celebrity home-tour format. The tour plays the format straight at first, then fills it with absurd explanations, mishaps, and a final reveal suggesting that things are not quite what they seem.
A Door That Reads Your Aura
The tour stalls at the front door. When someone asks if it's locked, Johnson insists it isn't. The door, Johnson explains, is an antique and "a spiritually evolved door" that grants entry by reading a visitor's aura, and "I guess it doesn't like yours." After a moment, the door opens, and Johnson asks everyone to "speak kindly to the door" on the way in.
A Living Room Designed to Feel Like Nothing
Inside, Johnson describes the design philosophy behind the house: "I really wanted to feel nothing. I wanted to just walk into a space and feel nothing." The reasoning offered is that Johnson is "so colorful on the inside" that the surroundings need to be "quite bland" so the energies don't clash. Along the way, Johnson points out a hot tub and remarks on its shape, then names a piece as coming from IKEA.
The Cookie Jar That Isn't
The first official object of affection sits among the books: a cookie jar described as "my favorite of all my cookie jars," kept nearby for a snack while reading. Johnson starts to say it holds chocolate chip cookies, opens it, and finds something else: "Oh my god. It's dirt." Johnson's explanation is "I always mix these up," followed by "sorry, grandpa" and "Family is everything." This implies the jar actually holds a relative's ashes.
The Kitchen as a Space of Nourishment
Johnson calls the kitchen "my favorite part of my house" and describes it as "a space of nourishment and wellness." The account is the standard wellness routine: meal prep every week with fresh ingredients from the garden or the farmers market.
A Drawing by "Pam"
Next comes an object Johnson calls "so so important to me": a drawing made by a friend's child, showing the child and their cat. Johnson identifies the young artist as "my friend's kid named Pam," repeats the name, and adds, "What a talent."
The Office That Is a Bathroom
Johnson then presents "the most important room in the house," the office. The room is a bathroom, and it counts as an office because "the most important work I do… is with myself." This is where Johnson does affirmations, performed on camera: "You belong here. You are good at math. You are like, so beautiful." Johnson adds, "You only really have yourself in this life," and then mentions skin care.
A Matchbook Collection from "Magical Places"
The last item is a collection of matches that Johnson says come from "all of the magical places I've been lucky enough to visit throughout my career." The example given is Ruth's Chris Steak House: "I love it there," Johnson says, and "the memories are flowing."
The Reveal
Johnson wraps up, thanks Vogue for coming "to my house," and starts to say goodbye. A woman then appears and says, "Dakota. We've talked about this." Johnson greets her as Lisa, says "Wasn't expecting you here," and introduces her awkwardly as "my therapist." Johnson apologizes, promises "No more," and agrees with "Yes, yes, ma'am." As Johnson leaves, the woman calls out, "Dakota! Put it back." The exchange ends with a mention of seeing each other Friday.
The ending recasts the whole tour. The door that wouldn't open, the ashes mistaken for cookies, and the unfamiliar child's drawing all suggest this may not be Johnson's house at all. The video leaves that implication hanging and never confirms whose home it really is.
Hi Vogue, I'm Dakota Johnson and I would like to show you some of my objects of affection.
Come on in.
Is it locked?
No, it's not locked. It is… This is actually an antique. It is a spiritually evolved door. So, it allows you access to my home by reading your aura and I guess it doesn't like yours. So, just give me 1 second.
Okay, come on in. Just speak kindly to the door on your way in.
When I was designing this house, I really wanted to feel nothing. I wanted to just walk into a space and feel nothing. Like just right now. Because I'm so colorful on the inside that I need the area to be quite bland, because we don't want those kinds of energies clashing.
Hot tub. This shape, right? IKEA.
Come on this way with me to my books. And this is my first object of affection. This cookie jar is my favorite of all my cookie jars. I keep it here just for like a little fun snack when I'm reading all these books. I keep like chocolate chip…
Oh my god. It's dirt. Oh my god. Wow. I always mix these up. Sorry, grandpa. Family is everything.
This is my favorite part of my house. It's my kitchen. The kitchen in any home is truly very, very important to me because it's a space of nourishment and wellness. I usually meal prep every week with like fresh ingredients from my garden or from the farmers market.
I mean, beautiful.
Oh, this is important to me. This is one of my favorite objects of affection. This is so, so important to me. This is… my friend's kid made this. It's a drawing of him and his cat. It's my friend's kid named Pam. Pam. What a talent.
Next, I want to show you the most important room in the house, which is my office.
This is my office because the most important work I do is with myself. This is where I do my affirmations. Like, you belong here. You are good at math. You are like, so beautiful.
You only really have yourself in this life. And skin care.
I love to collect matches from all of the magical places I've been lucky enough to visit throughout my career. Like, Ruth's Chris Steak House. I love it there. And the memories are flowing.
Okay, so that was all my objects of affection. Thank you so much for coming, Vogue. Thanks for coming to my house, and I had such a nice time here with you today.
Dakota. We've talked about this.
Lisa! What do you… Wasn't expecting you here. This is my therapist.
Sorry.
No more.
Yes, yes, ma'am. Bye.
Dakota! Put it back.
See you… And Friday.
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