More Kathy Beale than Kate Moss! Supermodel takes a drag on a cigarette and cackles with her friends during night out
02:03 GMT, 14 March 2012
Kate Moss may be a supermodel who has made her fortune from her looks, but sometimes she displays anything but model behaviour.
Take her night out at the Notting Hill Arts Club for instance, where she spent the evening with her husband Jamie Hince.
As the couple waited for their car to take them home, Kate puffed on a cigarette which she allowed to simply hang out of her mouth.
Fag ash Lil: Kate Moss puffs away outside the Notting Hills Arts Club in London
Fun night out: The model would have enjoyed an eclectic selection of sounds at the venue
Wearing a trademark black ensemble with a coloured shawl, Kate took a few drags as she chatted and laughed with friends.
Husband Jamie, of Indie band The Kills, also went for an all-black outfit for their evening out.
At the club, where the Black Marquee Club event was taking place, they would have seen an eclectic line-up of musicians with styles ranging from flamenco to Fifties-inspired sounds and Eighties party anthems.
On the move: A removal man carries one of many boxes into Kate's new home
And earlier today removal men were pictured moving Kate's belongings into her new London home.
The men were seen carrying boxes and boxes of possessions along with an old desk.
Meanwhile chat show host Piers Morgan, 46, has labelled the model a 'vile creature'.
New abode: The men carry a desk into Kate's pad
He told the Daily Mirror how Kate
kicked him in the shin at a dinner, and repeated to do so even when he
pulled her up on it – even close friend Philip Green couldn't stop her.
told the newspaper: 'I told him it was pointless. She doesn’t like me, I
don’t like her. She kicked me, hard. Right on the shin, repeatedly.
'I looked at her and said, “Kate, why are you kicking me” She said, “Because I want to”. And cackled. She was completely off her head
'Kate Moss is utterly horrific,' he adds. 'If people actually knew what she was like they would never, ever be interested in her again.
'She’s just a real, spoilt little madam from Croydon. There’s nothing wrong with Croydon – I was brought up near Croydon. But she’s just a vile little creature.'