So if I ever become famous, this is the type of photograph the tabloids would be dying to get their hands on. Cigarette in mouth, half crocked facial expression, clearly drunk and reeking of martinis (even though in reality I'm rather dry here). Funny thing is, I think I'd probably stage and send them more fodder than they could print.
Christ, my hair grows fast.
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