“I’m white and fucking terrible” declares Kitty on “Dead Island” the sweetly raging, intuitive rap track from her 2013 EP D.A.I.S.Y rage that saw the 20-year-old side-eye the ‘viral rap’ tag and drag it straight to Trash. “The weirdest thing I’ve done this year is become a rapper,” smiles the 20-year-old, whose divisive debut single “Okay Cupid” last year established her as a millennial mix of witty, drug-addled and chest-puffingly passionate. Since then, she’s quit her job at Claire’s Accessories in Daytona, Florida, moved to New York and dropped the ‘Pryde’ from her moniker. “I’d rather use my own name than a character,” she says. And just look into the blue glow of her iPhone for her ‘About Me’. “My most-used Emojis are the lipstick kiss and the 100,” she grins. “Obviously, I keep it at 100 at all times.”

1993 POP QUIZ

Patricia Arquette or Demi Moore?
Demi Moore.

Nirvana or Smashing Pumpkins?
Neither.

Wu Tang or A Tribe Called Quest? 
ATCQ.

Bill Clinton and Chelsea Clinton?
What 

Edward Furlong or Christian Slater? 
I REFUSE TO CHOOSE.

Poetic Justice or Menace II Society?
What.

Jurassic Park or Groundhog Day? 
Jurassic park (because Jeff Goldblum).

Trainspotting or The Virgin Suicides? 
I don't like being sad.

Kate Moss or Naomi Campbell?
Neither.

Mortal Kombat or Super Mario Bros? 
Mortal Kombat.

Young and beautiful or old and wise? 
Old and wise (i gave up on beautiful long ago).

Beavis or Butthead? 
I wasn't allowed to know anything about them.

Brooklyn or Manhattan?
Manhattan forever.

RuPaul or Ron Jeremy? 
RuPaul OF COURSE.

Retro or future? 
Present.

Drunk or sober? 
Permadrunk.

War or peace? 
Swag.

Party or bullshit? 
Neither.

Kitty wears studded denim jacket by Diesel Black Gold; check shirt Kitty's own; metallic waxed denim trousers by Closed; knuckleduster ring by Dominic Jones