This is a test. Of your ability to focus on the clothing. Ready? Don’t be distracted by her ankle wounds that look like someone let a rabid woodchuck feast on her. Don’t . She got them crawling into the photographers window last night trying to get back her e cigarette.
Don’t be distracted by her obvious rage at the photographer who said he’s call, but obviously he prefers that slut from Red Valentino that she saw him with last night at Butter.
Don’t wonder if her right leg has been oddly photoshopped- she asked as a last favor for them to remove the tattoo she got of the photographer back when things were good.
Don’t be distracted that he paused the photoshoot while another model brought him a falafel. Right in front of her. Like that wasn’t their special food truck.
….once upon a time I was falling in love- now I’m only falling apart…..you bastard!
Oh, my God- did he really just tell her that? He said I was like a young Elle Fanning…..
Smile? With my eyes? The eyes that just saw you give her a grape! One of MY grapes!
Oh, you think you’re getting these shoes back? Over my dead body. Raoul.
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