An "it girl" is a hard thing to understand. She is born and then dies... like everybody else. But it's what she does in the space between life and death that makes her a star, even if it's only for a moment.
I know we're all sick and tired of Nylon selling out the idea of the "it girl," but I believe it's still alive in those who truly embrace their style and their flaws. For most, something happened along the way, something unspeakable, something tragic. So we do the only think we know how, we run away, paint our faces and chop our hair. We write, we photograph, we become muses to our lovers.
You don't have to regard it as anything special. You don't even have to call it culture. For most, we just have to get out the stuff that's on the inside. And like Edie Sedgwick said, "You have to put up with the risk of being misunderstood if you are going to try to communicate."
photographed by me