i love lara stone.
in magazines, she's this glossy, angry woman, a smoker with big boobs, who looks like she is quite capable of beating you up.
but then she hits the runway with her trademark wobbly walk and when she opens her mouth it's a surprise to hear she sounds like a teenage boy.
oh and the ultimate reason to love her?
she got kicked out of school aged 16 and sent away to paris by her mum because she was "trouble"
uhhh, her mum thought paris was a punishment?
wow, i'm so going to post a myspace bulletin about having a house party and see if i get sent to paris for being trouble, too!
girl, i love you!
and i always kind of imagined her as american even though she clearly isn't/