I’ve decided this is going to be your best issue yet.
I can’t be wrong. With a cover full of Lara Stone — a very naked, very statuesque Lara with legs longer than life, it must be perfect.
(Though this new tradition of airbrushing out nipples is kind of awkward. We know they’re there, and if we have to buy our copy in the plastic covered section of the newsstand, fine, it’s not like we’ll skip it.)
I just wish I didn’t have to wait two and a half more months, into the heart of Fall Fashion Week, to see what’s on the inside.