prim n proper

Give it up to Banksy. The ethos of his oeuvre has always been commentary relating to deceptive status and expectations of high society and politicians, but this painting of the chaste countess wearing spikes and a gimp mask, for me, is Banksy’s most vulgar and succesful works.

Bravo.

-J.

Fumie Sasabuchi

…still to cheery for my taste.

-J.

Who? What? When? Where? Why?

These fucking boots.

They are the only thing (manmade or otherwise) that can pull me out of my constant state of apathy and force me to care once again.

But until the plastic and my flesh touch, don’t expect, well, anything.

Forever Never yours,

-J.

hot old man.

Mr. Eastwood, looking swagger and slightly less wrinkled, but definitely a little worn and torn, in a snug clementine cashmere and tousled do.

But what’s with the ho, Clint?

-J.

pod people

Pod people. I know a few of them. They are good folk.

Better than others I know, at least.

-J.

Let’s Think in Reality

“What a terrible mistake to let go of something wonderful for something real. ” -Miranda July

-J.

be you

“…a vigilante on behalf of her own soul”

-J.

Bubonic

Humans are flawed; love is hard. Two truths which have led to the creation of Mouse Match, an organization that pairs together single mouse owners and equips them with a device that appears to be a vacuum hose adorned with occasional play orbs. In the unit, the mice will socialize and help determine the viability of the (human) pair’s future.

What makes me most uncomfortable to Mouse Match is that when selecting   your partner’s age you only have two options: ‘Under 8′ or ‘Adult’…

Regardless, it’s still way cooler than JDate.

-J.

Morals and Molars

Would you mind if I tattooed your face on my bicuspid?

Or do you prefer your bicuspid on my face?

-J.

twerk it

The Pointer Sisters looking like a variety of sherberts.

-J.