Kate Moss is DELICIOUS! I love her madly, and for so many reasons.
I love her because anything she puts on her body immediately looks like couture. Exhibit A -- muddy rubber boots:
I love her because her unbelievably crap taste in men puts my past descents into madness to shame:
I love that she's cokey and messy and yet still manages to hold down every major contract on the planet. I love that she made the hotness that is Johnny Depp so mad that he trashed a hotel room, and I like to believe that she chooses shitty men now because she's still sad that Johnny left her for a wan (albeit less cokey) imitation.
I love that she's shorter than every other model. I love this yellow dress so much that it's been 6 years since she wore it and I still think wistfully about it now and again:
But today, I love her with a new passion for this. Thank you, Kate Moss, thank you. I will now take one official day off from standing in my underwear in front of the mirror while poking my stomach and whispering, "Eeew." Shine on, my lady.