Marcel Winatschek

Evan Rachel Wood

Evan Rachel Wood is on her hands and knees in leather boots for Terry Richardson’s i-D shoot, completely nude, fingers in her mouth. This is the move now—you want to matter again, you take your clothes off for a magazine. Lily Allen did it. Lady Gaga did it. Now Wood.

I’ve been into her since Thirteen. The feeling stuck even through the years when she basically disappeared and didn’t make anything worth watching. There’s something about seeing her back that works, even if the path back is through nudity.

The photos have this confidence to them. She’s completely at ease, unselfconscious. That matters more than whatever specific body the photographer is selling. Small breasts are fashionable now, apparently, and she wears it like she owns it.

I’m waiting to see who’s next. That’s always how this goes—one person does it and suddenly everyone has to do it. The cycle keeps moving, just finds new people to feed it.