When I was younger, all I wanted in the world was to look like Christy Turlington. Okay, and to marry Robert Sean Leonard's character in Dead Poets Society [in my fantasy, somehow he didn't die at the end. I may have somehow saved him with the power of my adolescent love]. Sometimes, those two fantasies would be confabulated into one fantastic fantasy, where I looked like Christy Turlington in my wedding dress.
I am pretty sure I never fantasized about looking like this, though:
Don't get me wrong: her face is AMAZING, still. She's one of my favorite models ever. But what's with the WAC from the waist up shirt-and-tie bullshit? No one ever ended up in a George Michael video dressing like this.
