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When Rihanna and Kate Moss are in the same room, their cosmic connection is off the charts. Mario testino turns up the heat on these fearless females in a saucy, hypersexualized photo shoot that has already attracted international buzz. The magazine will be on newsstands February 28.
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High quality photos taken by Terry Richardson for the latest Rolling Stone Magazine issue have been added to our gallery. If you live outside the U.S. or is not able to buy the magazine, the full interview is still not available at RollingStone.com. Read quotes here.
Many unseen promotional photos from “Battleship” have been added as well:
Melissa Forde, Rihanna’s best friend, shared a couple sexy photos of RiRi on Twitter last night.
According to Mel, they are a sneak peak of a new photoshoot… which we can’t wait to see! Take a look at the full-sized pictures after the jump.
RIHminder: German Navy, don’t miss Rihanna performing on Wetten Dass tonight! Check back later for videos.
Rihanna, the sexiest pop star of the century, poses for the camera in GQ’s Men of the Year cover shoot.
Watch a behind the scenes video above, click the thumbnails below to see new photos and read the cover story here.
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At nine fifteen, Rihanna’s black Escalade pulls up in front of Emilio’s Ballato, Andy Warhol’s Nolita Italian restaurant of choice, a circus in tow. Her army of bodyguards surveys the scene. Then one of Rihanna’s long legs hits the pavement and it’s madness. There are paparazzi everywhere, all at once, perching on bicycles and European motorbikes, firing out of Mercedes-Benz windows and SUV sunroofs, pushing in on every square foot of sidewalk. The cameras strobe around her like a Ferris wheel.
Rihanna glides through the melee and into the foyer, where her signed photograph hangs. She’s sporting skintight black jeans, black shades, a black cutoff designer sweatshirt with oversize gold letters. (ORIGINAL, it says.) With her dahlia-shade lips, big anime eyes, and slow-motion strut, she looks like some neo-noir femme fatale en route to her next hit.
“That was intense,” I stammer, emerging from the whiteout of flashes and the theatrics of Rihanna arrives at dinner.