If we were living in an era of high glam, this would represent a refreshing change... but we're not and it doesn't.
The cover makes Lou Doillon look like a Instagram wannabe who's gone into debt to get Gucci underwear and who generally lives a life of grime with overflowing litter trays, neglected cats, and a series of boyfriends who are "in a band". When times get tough, she'll try to sell the underwear for around the same price she bought it, but buyer beware - she won't have washed it.