This post all started with this picture of Kate Moss in W Magazine. Through the haze of last week’s fever, I spotted it, stuck a pin in it and labelled it ‘fashion goose’. On closer inspection (OK, after a few complaints, a pack of Panadol and a weekend to rest up), I have to admit that the blood red bird Kate is clutching is in fact a swan with a black Swarovski crystal beak (great pic though, right?).
And, it’s not like I don’t know lots of other geese who wouldn’t raise the binoculars of your traditional ornithologist. There’s Emily ‘The Fashion Goose’ Johnston from Fashion Foie Gras for starters. And what about my Goose. She distracts me from the daily grind, keeps me company and demands to appear in any photo I shoot at home (anyone else remember the Ren debacle?).
And, while I steadfastly remain unfamous, The Goose’s (or ‘The G’ as she prefers to be called) star continues to ascend. The Burning House got her a spot in Korea’s Vogue Girl, while last week The Outnet team fell in love when she was caught red-pawed in one of their delivery boxes (above). And now here she is perched on my Acne jeans, headlining across the pond on the Grand Hotels website (where’s she’s keeping company with Susie Bubble, James Franco and Alan Cummings). Better her than me, I say.
Crazy cat lady? Moi?
First image courtesy of W Magazine.
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