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August 12, 2016 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
If your roommate stole your fucking Teen Vogue again and you missed Cindy Crawford interviewing her own daughter on the blessings of modeling right as your breasts are coming in, you missed the world. Also lots of photos of an underaged second generation model in $800 tops and skirts. I can’t have a mom like her, I can’t look like her, and I can’t afford the clothes. What’s the suicide rate among Teen Vogue subscribers?
Cindy Crawford: You’re so much more confident than I was! I didn’t start modeling until I was nearly 17. You have a sense of what feels right for you. I don’t worry about you staying true to yourself.
Kaia Gerber: It has given me the chance to meet such incredible people. Living in Malibu is like being in a bubble, so discovering others that are so different from me has been incredibly gratifying.
So, not so much questions as platitudes disguised as an interview wrapped in the veil of pederastic rationalization. Girls living in Malibu who’ve only traveled to Europe and Asia nineteen times for extended vacations really do need to get out more.
Celebrity daughter models suffer less obvious molestation and creepy photos than their champagne lit and raped middle school aged peers. Still, you can’t label this synonymous with a doctor hoping their kid becomes a doctor too. This is being fourteen and your mom urging you to show more skin. It’s necessarily gross. Closer to a former football player with a cognitive disorder pushing his kid into hard hitting tackle football before his cranium is fully formed. Simply because it’s the family business doesn’t make it a decent business.
You sold your soul for your millions so that your kids could go to art school, pop molly, and fuck like rabbits. It’s just super hard to admit it.
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