Frances Bean Cobain is one dark smuldering beautiful mess. She exudes the kind of sensuality that is hard to manufacture, yet at the tender age of 18 she does it with the ease that comes naturally to the likes of classic sex goddesses like Elizabeth Taylor and Marilyn Monroe. Her sexuality and brooding intensity spreads out like cold fire from these pics taken by Heidi Slimane and grabs you in the gut, knocking you over, leaving you gasping for air, and wanting more more more.
If you’re old enough to remember the 90′s you already know that she’s the daughter of Kurt Cobain (Nirvana) and Courtney Love (Hole). Named after Frances Mckee, the guitarist for The Vaselines, she got her middle name “Bean” because daddy Kurt thought she looked like a kidney bean on her ultrasound… Aww, cute.
Her life wasn’t all puppies and rainbows though. Just like everyone who grew up in the sixties remembers where they were when JFK was shot - everyone who grew up in the nineties – remembers where they were when Kurt Cobain died. At the cursed age of 27 Cobain left this earthly plane in a shroud of mystery befit a rock star of his caliber leaving the world with a mess of a wife and a beautiful daughter to carry on his legacy.
We all have this morbid fascination with the progeny of celebrities. I’m not the only one waiting for Suri Cruise to grow up so I can witness the train wreck that will be, but in the case of Frances Bean Cobain, I’m happy to report this barely legal celebrity by association as turned out to be one cool as chick.
Sure, these pics might not be as dirty and raunchy as some of you peps might like (although you do get some see through nipple action), but hotdamn is this little bean ever gorgeous, and you know that with a back tattoo that is an homage to Quentin Crisp – an eccentric legendary gay icon and pervy raconteur – that she’s got more going for her than her genes and pretty facade. Oh, how I would love to take a peek under those covers.
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