Even though I put in several hours a week scouring magazines and fashion blogs, I really don’t care about models. I can’t even tell them apart. For the most part, other than a few truly legendary ladies that any old Joe off the street could identify from a mile away, I don’t even know their names. I simply don’t care. This isn’t to say anything bad about them- being human coat hangers is their job. If they’re doing it right, it’s the clothes that shine and not the model. But this new cover for Love reminded me that every once in a while a model has so much personality she just can’t put a damper on in. So, model or not, I have to admit it. I have a huge giant girl crush on Agynesss Deyn.