LONDON, ENGLAND — When I meet Lily Allen, she looks like she's on her way to a funeral. Or at least, she could be. Black sweater, black shorts, black nylons, black Ugg boots, black nail polish... even smokey black charcoal smudged around her eyes. She looks like a woman scorned. Is she in mourning? Or have the past few years since the release of her first album, Alright, Still, etched this 23-year-old face with the burden of adulthood faster than she would have liked? She's grown up since releasing... read more
