I've the overseas buzz at Grazia to thank for this early-morning tidbit of news -- Georgia Jagger, one of the more overlooked of Mick's offspring (I always thought she was Jade after a good night's rest) has just signed on to be the newest ingenue sporting the disappointingly wearable current fares of Versace. (This follows on the release of Jagger's campaign for Rimmel.) Not that Versace needs a new face aside from matron Donatella's unique mug, burned into our retinas after a recent string of unintelligible interviews, but nonetheless the 17-year-old will play dress up for Mario Testino and grace the stack of opening ads in our Vogues and Ws and Elles, her barely post-pubescent face sporting makeup her mother, model Jerry Hall, barely wore even in the 70s. A weird fit that really causes us to ask -- how does Versace choose their spokespeople?

Coco Rocha, cute. Lily Cole, edgy. Sophie Ellis-Bextor, well she's nice enough I reckon. But really, the whole of America knows that it's all about Kate Moss, who basically carries the London cosmetics company in all of her "London Look" awesomeness. That is, until their recent signing of the baby-Bardot Georgia Jagger. It may be pure beauty blasphemy to say, but if anyone were to fill Moss' Louboutins, it would have to be the 17 year-old youngin' with enough low-key London DNA to keep her cool, but a widely recognized pedigree as the daughter of Rolling Stones rocker Sir Mick Jagger and supermodel Jerry Hall.