I'll keep this short. If I get one more f*&%ing tweet about Kate Moss & Terry Richardson, I'll scream. What with Dominique Strauss-Kahn and Kenneth Clarke, any mention of Richardson is tipping me over the edge. The former (Strauss-Kahn) is in jail on suicide watch while awaiting trail for a sexual assault. And the latter Kenneth Clarke is trying to classify the experience of sexual assault, namely rape and getting into a lot of hot water. All three are bound by murky waters of varying degrees of misogyny
My annoyance, nay anger about Richardson is that fashion is the last bastion of protection for predators, usually justified under the banner of 'art'. The mention of Moss is a by product because of her mutual beneficial relationship with Richardson et al.
There is nothing I can disclose due to contracts/confidentiality etc. but the more the days go by and I'm not working in the fashion industry as I was, the more I realise how fashion has more in common with the Roman Catholic church's inertia and cover ups of sexually abuse by priest.
I've always assumed that models take cocaine or other drugs in lieu of being a fallen women as was the way in the Victorian ages, how else do you cope with your 'value'. Found by Dante Gabriel Rossetti is a painting of a countryman finding his former sweetheart is a London prostitute. Her shame upon discovery, lends her to sink to her knees and lean her face away from him. There is further symbolism with the lamb in the cart encased in net.
My point is shame binds women to collusion in the 21st century. The fashion industry needs a champion, a hero or heroine to stop the rot and don't expect Moss to stand up to the cause. Nuff said!