>> Lara Stone is known for baring her breasts in most of her editorial spreads, inciting fanaticism in some and eliciting scoffs from others, but as she tells i-D in the November 2008 issue, she's tired of all the commotion: "Will you stop asking me questions about my tits? Oops sorry, but the world seems rather obsessed with them . . ." She graces the cover of the magazine, all chiseled cheeks, gap teeth and bleached eyebrows — no breasts in sight — but when the accompanying tagline reads, "Yes, I think I'm sexy," what does she expect?
The world's obsession started when Lara was young.
My mother tells me of when I was 10 or 11 and I would wear really tight, short skirts and crop tops. All the local men would wolf whistle and stop and stare, but I didn't realize why at the time.
But her mother did . . . and she wasn't sure what to do about it.
The first time she saw me naked she sent this whole long big email, that was sooo sweet. She had seen the pictures from Purple by Inez and Vinoodh of me, butt naked, in the studio. She was like 'Lara, if you don't want to do this, you can just say no, you can always move back home with us'. She's so sweet.
Catwalk falls, more nudity, and Lara the librarian . . . »
Lara doesn't mind the whole nudity thing anymore.
When I was 16, being naked was a problem, but it has never really been an issue for me. Better naked than wearing really tight corsets. I don't put myself in situations that I feel uncomfortable with, you know, someday my children are going to see this. My tits are not really that big. Next season I might go for a more dressed up Lara, like a librarian or something.
Her assets are what pay the bills, after all.
Every time I go to the dentist they always say, 'you really need to fix that gap of yours.' I'm like, 'my gap is paying your dentist bills . . .'
She has Carine Roitfeld to thank for her bleached eyebrows, and Riccardo Tisci to thank for her big break.
When I went to see Riccardo, he called Carine and said 'Oh my god you have to meet this girl,' I met Carine, the next day we were working together and we've been working together ever since.
And thank goodness for editorial — she blames her stomping down the catwalk on the fact that her feet are a size smaller than sample size.
I hate catwalk because 1) I'm not very good at it, 2) I'm always scared sh*tless and 3) . . . I suck at it. I cannot walk in heels. At all. I'm always completely terrified I'm going to fall over, which I did three times my first season. I fell over in London, Milan and in Paris. I had a Chanel fitting that afternoon and it was really embarrassing. I was like, 'Sorry Karl [Lagerfeld]', he didn't have a clue what I was talking about!