Not just Beauty, but male, photogenic beauty. The magazine fetishizing of him could not have existed without him being the camera’s one true love. You couldn’t get a bad angle.
Not just Beauty, but male, photogenic beauty. The magazine fetishizing of him could not have existed without him being the camera’s one true love. You couldn’t get a bad angle.
The last magazines I ever truly cared about were Sassy, when I was in high School, and a short lived one called Budget Living I read when I was starting out post college.
Yep, it’s kind of a variation of “gawk.”
The obsession was fascinating because John Kennedy Jr wasn’t their president, he was like their kid. He was supposed to be the next step in keeping their particular political and social interests relevant in the fast changing world of the eighties and nineties. Him dying young but in polar opposite circumstances of…
Age 47, and I do recall this, but like I’m looking through a window. Probably because I lived on the opposite coast and in Oregon, not California, but it all seemed like watching an event from far away, not just geographically but in terms of how people interpreted life itself.
He activates my maternal instincts for sure.
Worth every penny.
With that third arm that just sprouted out of your back.
That’s what gets me about these Walter Mitty morons. They daydream these giant global conspiracies but at the same time think they can invade a damn military base with their pickup or whatever.
That baby owlet has seen some shit, man.
Cash those checks quick, Connie!
*drools with anticipation*
Yep. The signs out there are no punches pulled WE WILL KILL YOUR DUMB ASS signs. They will do it.
Basically, yes. Most of these armchair warriors won’t even get to Arizona, let alone Area 51, but the handful that do are going down in a blaze of glory and court dates.
“They can’t stop all of us”
Be my love! I too despise all seafood. *makes notes about biscuit mix*
God, I hate your parents. Sorry, I do. I shall make you my Perfect Green Soup with Hawaiian sweet bread for your next natal day!
Absolutely.
I’ve never been to a Red Lobster due to an undying hatred of all seafood, but always wanted, of course, to try the biscuits. Nice to see I wasn’t missing much.
And things just get better and better.