There he was sitting in Graceland, as if he weren’t a sex god amongst mere mortals. Had that dumb manager not said anything I wouldn’t have been so filled with nerves. I had to go over for supplies to set up the restaurant. I had to walk pass Mick fucking Jagger. I mean, this is a lifelong dream come true. Youth was spent listening to classic rock, knowing I belonged to a time long gone. The Rolling Stones and everything they represent: challenging the status quo, revolution, critical thinking, rebellion, rock n’ roll, style…was the oxygen I breathed. Their music has gotten me through so much and there he was. The moment Mick Jagger checked me out in my black, backless, body shirt, burgundy skirt with slits on both sides, preening that infamous mane, I could have died happy. Thank you for being a crucial figure in my life. Anita Pallenberg really got it right, Keith, Brian and Mick. I mean I could go on endlessly, no words could elucidate how much he means to me. An icon, a legend, a king. What’s your favorite Rolling Stones song? Photos: Kevin Mazur, Jean Marie Pierre Official, Rock Roll Stars, Aquelerock, Joe Bangay and Mystery Tour
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Supermodel 101: Donyale Luna
The first black woman on the cover of Vogue. The first black supermodel period. Donyale Luna’s lithe body, otherworldly looks and style, were enough to make Salvador Dali declare her Nefertiti reincarnated. Always a muse she starred in Andy Warhol factory videos and Fellini films. Ever the socialite she lived the rockstar lifestyle. Despite appearing with Mick Jagger (above) she was actually hooking up with Brian Jones. Would have died to attend the Rock n Roll Circus. This gorgeous big-eyed, regal faced babe succumbed to drugs, which led to the demise of her career and untimely death. A true queen and pioneer. Which Donyale are you right now? Photos: Roberto Roccchi, Richard Avedon & Vogue Magazine.