Craving something vintage

Is it just me or are the alien-faced models getting old? I don't mean old age-wise, but old as in out-dated. With models gracing the covers of such mags as Vogue and Teen Vogue I'm relieved to see familiar-looking faces, like this one.

Karlie Kloss looks like your best friend's little sister, but what's better is that she's not pigeon-holed into one identity. She morphs into whatever the clothes and makeup she's put in and rocks it. And unlike top model Kate Moss, who always seems to have the same frown or pissed-off look, Karlie smiles. That just makes her seem more poised.

I'm glad that news stories about the weight of models keeps surfacing. Yeah, Karlie's thin, it's part of her profession, but she is thin without looking like walking death. She has a vivaciousness about her that brings life to her face whether she's on the runway or the pages of Vogue. In fact, in the May issue of Vogue she was in the model round table and while she was pictured at the center of the table she jumps off the page and holds the readers' attention. When I saw that picture of her amongst six other arguably better and certainly more experienced models like Iman and Paulina Porizkova I felt like I was sitting across from her. That picture wasn't all about her at all, but she dominated.

She has the face and charm of an old friend, but more than that she has this aura about her that screams vintage model. She reminds me of Marisa Berenson and Jean Patchett. And I like it.