Lunatic Babies could make the Moon turn Pink

And no matter what the sad lords say, she's got an avenue ahead of her, she's got her way. No earlier than yesterday, we read some stuff that she is just a copper bob, just the creature of the season, just this and just that and we only want to ask ''just what?''. It seems that each round of polaroids (well, more likely digitals) could turn into the perfect ed, each candid shot could make a cover. No will from us to get too laudatory (or laudastic?) but each time she takes a regular photograph, we just can imagine what her upcoming editorial work might be (or become). The way she moves, she smiles, she grooves, is just too delightful to keep our mouth shut, to keep too silent when we really have something to share. All photographs by David Urbanke for Harper's Bazaar.