Kate Moss has a new, in-depth interview with Vanity Fair, in which she is promoting her new book, ‘Kate: The Kate Moss Book’. In the interview, she talks about her regrets over her world famous 1992 Calvin Klein shoot, on whether she ever took heroin, and what it was like dating and breaking up with Johnny Depp.
Talking about the Calvin Klein shoot, Moss says, “I had a nervous breakdown when I was 17 or 18, when I had to go and work with Marky Mark and Herb Ritts. It didn’t feel like me at all. I felt really bad about straddling this buff guy. I didn’t like it. I couldn’t get out of bed for two weeks. I thought I was going to die. I went to the doctor, and he said, ‘I’ll give you some Valium,’ and Francesca Sorrenti, thank God, said, ‘You’re not taking that.’ It was just anxiety. Nobody takes care of you mentally. It was just really weird–a stretch limo coming to pick you up from work. I didn’t like it. But it was work, and I had to do it.”
She also talks about rumors of her heroin addiction, saying, “I had never even taken heroin–it was nothing to do with me at all. I think Corrine–she wasn’t on heroin but always loved that Lou Reed song, that whole glamorizing the squat, white-and-black and sparse and thin, and girls with dark eyes. She loved that look. I was thin, but that’s because I was doing shows, working really hard. At that time, I was staying at a B and B in Milan, and you’d get home from work and there was no food. You’d get to work in the morning, there was no food. Nobody took you out for lunch when I started. Carla Bruni took me out for lunch once. She was really nice. Otherwise, you don’t get fed. But I was never anorexic. They knew it wasn’t true–otherwise I wouldn’t be able to work.”
She adds that her relationship with Johnny Depp was the one thing that helped her, saying, “There’s nobody that’s ever really been able to take care of me. Johnny did for a bit. I believed what he said. Like if I said, ‘What do I do?,’ he’d tell me. And that’s what I missed when I left. I really lost that gauge of somebody I could trust. Nightmare. Years and years of crying. Oh, the tears!”