away from Gallery Dept Clothing where he grew up in a pretty
I can count on one pillowcase the times I have skipped the sink, or splashed makeup remover in the general direction of my face, and flung myself into bed. As I plummeted into unconsciousness, I indulged in thoughts of Kate Moss, emerging from the Thames, cigarette in mouth, Champagne in hand. This image was corrected by the bathroom mirror the next morning. What they did differently, says, was...
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