Saturday, March 12, 2011

Where it all started... Taylor Momsen and an excerpt from Glamorama

Chloe sleeps across from me, dreaming of photographers flashing light meters inches from her face

of running naked down a freezing beach pretending its summer

of sitting under a palm tree full of spiders in Borneo

of getting off an overnight flight

gliding across another red carpet

paparazzi waiting

Miramax keep calling

nightmares involving white-sand beaches in Paris, Tokyo, the icy waves

the pink newspapers from foreign countries

stacks of magazines with her unblemished face airbrushed to death and cropped close on the covers

and it's hard to sleep when a sentence from a Vanity Fair profile of Chloe by Kevin Sessums refuses to leave me: "Even though we've never met she looks eerily familiar, as if we've know her forever".

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