Happy Birthday to model extraordinaire and eponymous style icon, Kate Moss (who doesn’t look a day over 35). Cheers!
Last August, I was playing the “list (making) game” with my boy bestie, and one of our lists featured favorite models. We were limited to five. Ms. Moss topped mine, and Christy Turlington topped his. In retrospect, this seems like such a silly topic, but we grew up with the first, and arguably only, wave of “supermodels.” Such as, the ladies featured in George Michael’s “Freedom 90” video: Linda, Naomi, Christy, Cindy, Tatjana, et al. I’m not going to lie, I wanted to be one, but I began to have doubts in the seventh grade as I had not yet experienced the “growth spurt” that was going to make me 5’10″… and then, the fresh-faced, not-so-tall Kate came along, and gave me hope. Hope that I could pose in my underwear with Marky Mark (ahem, Mark Walberg), or date Johnny Depp. Like she did. Obviously, my modeling career never became a thing, but it has never diminished my fondness for women who make a living wearing beautiful clothes.