Why is everything Mondino shoots for Numéro so boring? I can barely look at his covers without yawning. I guess they're not objectively bad, but still... where's the life?
You know, ages ago, I would dread Karl's covers for the March/September issues of Numéro (I've never been a fan of his photography), but I think I'd drop to my knees if an issue of Numéro (or any other mainstream fashion magazine, who am I kidding?) had covers with THAT amount of energy (lol) again.