We have become so accustomed to seeing models in full hair and make up, contorting their bodies for photoshoots which in the end are more often than not digitally enhanced, that we forget that they too have their flaws. If like me you are one of the thousands of women who look in the mirror and fret over what is reflected, wishing certain features were smaller, bigger, sharper, rounder, more pronounced...whatever...whatever the 'perfect' unatainable beauty is that we alone see in our minds eye, then consider this post junk food for your vanity. Some of the industries finest walked for Louis Vuitton FW2010. Here they are sans makeup and hair.
Drawn from the drizzle to the light.
There was the matter of the boyfriend.
From Heathrow to LAX.
London calling to the imitation zone.
Bad teeth, good tattoos, broken hearts and hotel rooms.
His rock star ill-behaviour redeemed by absolute talent.
Shacked up at the chateau.
An appetite for night that renders days blissful and obselete.
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