Kate Moss’s Take On Demon Possession

Tis the season of demon possession, which is alright with me because it means that Kate Moss and W Magazine are going all sacrilegious and demonic for their March 2012 split cover issue.

W editor Stefano Tonchi explained the concept of the light/dark covers as a classic “dichotomy between ‘good girls’ and ‘bad girls.'” The covers were shot by Steven Klein and show the 5’7″ supermodel in white Vera Wang and dark lace.

The funny thing about people being “outraged” or “scared” over this is that it reminds me of Jennifer’s Body. This shoot is hardly comedic but that movie was, and how could anyone be afraid of Megan Fox or Kate Moss?

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Every Teardrop Is A Moment Listening To Coldplay


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So I’m sitting on my couch writing on my laptop at 2:15 a.m. and watching Fuse’s All Nighter show, which is distant compared to the clicking of keys but still prevalent, and all of a sudden guess what I hear? The devil’s voice! Seeping out of my TV like cheap toothpaste. And he’s not what you’d think, his voice is high-pitched, and by no means as commanding as you’d expect the devil’s voice to be.

Then I tune my ears in to his voice, and I feel him hypnotizing me with some horrendous new form of torture. And what is that new form of torture? The one where blood comes pouring from my ear canal, and there can never be enough tissues or towels or doctors to stop the painful endless surge of tissue that is escaping my hemorrhaging brain…

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