LaLohan is covering this month's Nylon. The cover shot demonstrates that Lindz still has some swagger to tote; the rebel, post-adolescent grunge--I get it. But the inside pics--where is the rest of Lindsay? She looks like a genie coming out of a hash pipe. Her bodysuit or leotard whatever that is covering her fire-crotch looks like an old pair of bloomers. I say, let's let Lady Gaga handle the no pants thing. Oh, and smoking is NOT cool.
