Walking talent-void Kate Moss – a godforsaken marriage twixt woman and stick-insect – has launched her ‘comeback’ after her drug-snorting shame was exposed by a major tabloid paper.

Moss – a woman so staggeringly useless she makes on-off junkie boyfriend Pete Doherty look like the most vital cultural figure alive – is to have a whole issue of Vogue magazine devoted to her.

Presumably the ’skinny pointless twat’  2005 special, then.

Fabien Baron – artistic director of the magazine – tried to justify this whole circus by babbling thus:

"We like Kate because there’s an idea of danger about her. We weren’t going to throw the rocks at her because she got into some trouble."

This, however, is only a sectional step in the patented Kate Moss Recovery Wagon. She has also clinched herself a number of new contracts with clients such as Virgin Mobile, Rimmel Cosmetics and Yves Saint Laurent. Not bad for a woman who looks roughly as skeletal as a leper stepping out of a wind tunnel.

And – far from the furore that surrounded her initial narcotic nightmares back in September – dizzy young Kate has now found that her industry pals are crowding round to support her like the true friends they are (and not at all like bandwagon-jumping parasites like certain nasty cynics would have you believe).

Franèois-Henri Pinault, head of French retailing giant PPR, said:

"If you use Kate Moss as a symbol of freedom, of transgression, you have to be honest. You can’t use her image to convey those kinds of messages and then be surprised that she breaks the rules in her private life."

A symbol of freedom? That’s right. Move over Nelson Mandela. There’s a new girl in town…

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[story by C J Davies]