Tuesday, April 7, 2009
7:35 PM ● completely gratuitous

deep breaths.
i've never found biker jackets attractive. ever. in my entire life. having been brought up to respect motorcycle apparel as something that keeps your skin on your body, the whole james dean i'm-a-bad-ass-cuz-i-wear-a-black-leather-jacket never appealed to me.

yet, here he is. wearing something that would fit in at a sex pistols show. or on a sex pistol. i could see billy idol parading around in this. maybe even iggy pop, before he strips down, of course.

and damnit if i'm not highly intrigued by this and by intrigued, i mean, well... you know what i mean. i want to hug the stylist of this photo shoot. a big hug, maybe even a fruit basket filled with expensive liquor and cheese.

this really isn't helping my 'i need to get a life' thing... seriously.

but he's just too pretty to not look at.

damned if you do, damned if you don't.

and fuck it. i soo do.

xxxxxx

(live)