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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