Bob Geldof languishing in what he described as a cross between a Regency boudoir and a brothel. It was hard to get him to crack a smile as he liked the mean and moody look, and anyway the magazine got all the best frames (the above layout was re-created by myself from what was left, as their original layout was so dire I couldn't bring myself to use it). Anyway, one frame they didn't get was when Paula Yates and I were goading him over his insistant posing, and he pulled the face hidden under the smaller portrait (pass cursor over image to reveal).