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what was that iggy song? i wanna be your yorkshire terrier or something:
“so messed up i want you here, in my room i want you here, now we’re gonna be face-to-face, and i’ll lay right down in my favorite place, and now i wanna be your dog, well c’mon, now i’m ready to close my eyes, and now i’m ready to close my mind, and now i’m ready to feel your hand, and lose my heart on the burning sands, and now i wanna be your dog and now i wenna be your dog, well c’mon…” ok iggy take it easy man, so dramatic. photo by grouchy swede photog camilla akrans. by xy
model susan elridge by terry richardson
model belinda sauer leaning against a dark modeled grey wall that appears to be getting darker towards the far right, especially at the top and bottom edges. right.
from dazed & confused days. wow.. i don’t see an expiration date?
what american apparel fails in, tom ford pulls off in folds, and he pulls it off in style. even as the feminist cowboy that i am, i have to like it. tom ford somehow manages to connect with everyone from the uptown stiff, to the downtown milf, never leaving out the occasional out-of-town whiff*.
