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Ok, time for me to admit I am a pretty big fan of musical theater.  No joke, I love it and i have a real weakness for when they are transferred to film.  I even enjoyed Phantom of the Opera and from what I have been told there is absolutely no reason I should have enjoyed that. So I am looking forward to Les Miserables.  If I was really clever I could work in some sort of puns about red being the whatever of whatever and black being the whatever of whatever.  But I am not, I am lazy so I just reference it to seem a little smart.  Anyway, there is one extra advantage here and that is Amanda Seyfried, who has shown up a bit more on radar of late, no doubt because with the movie approaching we are just going to see more of a press offensive from all the stars.  Man this is awesome for me because I love Amanda Seyfried and she just doesn’t get the attention I think she deserves.  She is gorgeous and on screen can really be a magnetic performer.  So here she is today, I don’t have much more to say about her, she just had a bunch of pictures surface recently and so today I want to fuck Amanda Seyfried. 

Often when I share pictures with people or talk about them the favorites people have are the faux pin up style stuff almost everyone seems to have shot at some point.  Yesterday I saw some new pictures of Holly Willoughby and I said I liked them because they had a slight retro feel to them I liked.  I am not sure why so many of us are drawn to this sort of thing, or rather why we as humans feels so nostalgic for a time that never really existed.  We as a species have seemingly always longed for a time that passed that was better, more idealized.  Some of these times flat out never existed, after all, think about how much fiction is set in a world where things were once better than they are now, a gleaming city on the hill where things were perfect.  Be it Camelot or Rome, a large part of our culture has always longed for a simpler day when things were just better, the rose colored glasses of nostalgia allows some people to be sentimental for the 50’s, imagining a safer time without strife or people who disagreed with you, never stopping to think about the people who were discriminated against or outright hunted down by agents of conformity.  I don’t believe most people who watch Leave it to Beaver and sigh wistfully hate black people or even think about them, I think they simply like one aspect of the ideal and have built and unreality around it.  Which brings me to celebrities and retro pictures, it’s kind of the same thing, fantasizing about a celebrity.  It isn’t just the beauty of them that is always a little better on celluloid than in reality, it’s the everything, an idealized world we can make for our self, people without faults, at least without real faults, perhaps cute quirks.  Of course, I think this is ok, as long as you don’t delude yourself or find reality can never match the expectations of your fantasy world it’s ok to have an ideal, a platonic form to strive for, if nothing else it can make life more pleasant and give you hope.  Which is a long way of saying I liked the new pictures, the first one is from the set, Holly Willoughby is pretty and in this case I am simply using her to represent more, as we all do sometimes.  We all want more, we all want something wonderful and nothing I post here will ever really be it but sometimes it’s ok to just have a stand in for the day to make your day a little more pleasant.  That’s what i want today.  Today I want to fuck Holly Willoughby.

I woke up this morning thinking about Candice Swanepoel.  I don’t know why, this happens sometimes.  You know sometimes you wake up singing a song and you have no clue why?  You haven’t listened to it recently, it’s just some tweak of the brain.  Today I woke up thinking about those eyes, they are just amazing.  So blue.  Of course, she’s gorgeous head to toe, it’s kind of interesting to me the place she holds in the pantheon of hot girls, multiple people I know have marked her as one of hottest women alive, including 3 separate women who have told me that while not into girls they would sleep with her.  I am not sure what causes that but I am going to say it’s the eyes because when I think of her I think of her eyes first, they stick with you.  It could be that she’s a Victoria’s Secret Model tough.  Whatever the reason, today I want to fuck Candice Swanepoel.

Last time I posted Pigeon Foo I ended up writing a book and while I stand by everything I said I think part of that was it was the first person I was posting that I knew was going to see it before I posted it, so I wanted to do a good job.  They say you should not write for everyone but write just for yourself or one specific person in mind, otherwise you end up with a clusterfuck that pleases no one.  I usually just write for myself but sadly I am not the existentialist I wish I was so I can’t just write everything and pretend I don’t care what someone might think.  Which gets me to today’s point, or secondary point since I guess the main point is always the same, it’s the name of this blog.  I think models are really brave.  I think anyone who creates and puts something out there is brave because we’re collectively a bunch of vicious assholes who have fooled ourselves into thinking negativity is somehow more authentic and true when looking at something.  I get to be anonymous here, a few people who follow me really know me and a few more get to know the real me through conversations but I have a pretty powerful shield of you have no fucking clue who I am, it deflects most criticism.  Some people though have pictures of themselves naked out there and man, I don’t think I’d be able to deal with the 1 negative comment about it even if I got 100 positive.  Models really have no barrier, they are putting just them out there, their art is themselves and man the criticism… well, I think it’s brave.  I think more interestingly is that the universal opinion among those people who have spoken to me about her is that Pigeon Foo is pretty awesomely nice and pleasant.  I think I’d be a sarcastic ass and distrust anyone who put something in my ask but she will answer pretty much anything I send her, even the naive ones about if a mask is real or not.  All of this just makes he awesome and appealing.  Also she’s pretty and you can see her boobs if you go to her tumblr.  I do like boobs.  I like Pigeon Foo.  Today I want to fuck Pigeon Foo.

You know those long rambling posts where I mention for me a three way has to make sense for me, that I am such a nerd there needs to be some sort of internal logic or something. (Spider-Man and Batman can’t just team up! They are separate universes, you have to have a reason!)  Well… fuck it.  Today is a big day and it’s all about me so I want what I want and I am greedy.  I don’t think it’s a secret that Kristen Bell is like my number one all time celebrity crush.  And you have probably noticed Kate Upton gets posted a lot because I am incredibly attracted to her.  Well, I was sitting here with conflicting feelings, I couldn’t decide between the two and then it was like, fuck it, I have an imagitarium here, I can do anything I want.  There are no rules! (Well, there have to be some rules or there will be chaos but that’s a whole other thing, fuck the rules for right now).  So this is what I want today.  Hell, we can take turns, whatever but today I want to fuck Kristen Bell and Kate Upton.

I can’t believe it took me this long but I finally bought Avengers on DVD on the way home this afternoon and am currently hiding away as Sandy does her best to drown my city.  So Avengers is playing and as such… bam, Scarlett Johansson.  Not a lot to explain there, she is incredibly hot in general, I happen to like her a lot as evidenced by all the times I have posted her, add to that the fact that she is just amazing looking in Avengers and… well, no duh, she’s here.  I am not even sure what to say other than that, for a girl who says she doesn’t really care much about being a sex symbol she certainly pulls it off well.  If only all of us could be so good at things we don’t care about.  My point is I don’t have the words, she’s gorgeous and today I want to fuck Scarlett Johansson.

I don’t know why I find Kristen Bell to be so perfect exactly but I do.  I mean, there is a lot I can list about her that would go a long way to describing what I like about her but it doesn’t entirely describe it, does it?  The first picture here is my desktop as I write this, when I discovered that upon starting up my computer it put a smile on my face, Kristen Bell just makes me smile instinctively.  I think this is the magic of fandom, when we really care about something it does just bring us happiness. Well, most of the time, certainly there is a darker side where it doesn’t but I do my best to avoid that and certainly Kristen Bell brings me only happiness.  Which is pretty awesome.  And there are lots of things I could list from her talent to her skill to her charisma but it doesn’t really quite explain it.  So I’ll just say she does, I have a well documented crush on Kristen Bell and today I want to fuck Kristen Bell.

Some fantasies just seem to take up permanent residence in our imaginations.  I think we all have that, something that is just there.  For some people it’s more vague and thus becomes just a fetish, like you really like getting spanked and so any spanking is something you enjoy.  For some it gets really specific and strange and this is probably still a fetish but you aren’t likely to find a lot of people who share your burning desire to be hit in the face with a pie by a clown riding a donkey.  But we all have at least one and I bet most of us have a few, things our mind just wanders too.  One of mine is hardly unique and maybe isn’t the most exotic but I really like Blake Lively and Leighton Messter together.  I mean, with me as well, though that isn’t entirely a deal breaker, just watching them kiss would be ok, too, just not as ok.  None of this has any real point, no deeper meaning, they just go together like peanut butter and jelly in my mind and today I want to fuck Blake Lively and Leighton Meester.

So AMC is currently playing 8 Legged Freaks for it’s Fearfest.  I will put aside the fact that every year I watch a lot of Fearfest despite like 99% of the movies being ones I have seen before.  It’s a sickness, a horror movie is on TV and it suddenly feels special because it’s on TV, even if say, I could stream the same movie on Netflix.  The important thing here though isn’t spiders or the fact that I have seen a David Arquette movie like 15 times (it’s not the only one, thanks Scream franchise), the point here is it has a pre fame Scarlett Johansson.  She is not pre hot however.  I can’t be 100% certain as things get lost in the haze of memories but I think this was the second thing I ever saw her in, I know the first was Ghost World.  I adore this movie, it is fun, and Scarlett is just very nice looking.  It’s always like a little prize when someone from a horror movie later emerges as a major league actor but the prize just doubles here because she’s so pleasant to look at.  So, it’s that simple, I’m watching this and we’ve just passed into a new day and I can confidently say that today I want to fuck Scarlett Johansson.

Lucy Punch is generally new to me. I have actually seen a few movies she’s been in but clearly they didn’t stand out that much (I remember her in Bad Teacher but that was kind of a thankless role).  The reason she is here today is because she’s on the new sitcom Ben & Kate is she is god damned fantastic.  I mean, clearly everything is in the right place but I know the reason I am attracted to her is because she is hilarious.  I mean just awesome.  Every episode so far the best scene has belong to her, she is just amazing.  This happens sometimes, talent trumps all.  Being good at stuff is actually sexy (this is a tip for teenagers out there, by the way, that I wish someone had told me at 15.  If you’re having trouble getting dates it’s ok, we’ve all been there.  Rather than becoming bitter, which is actually not attractive, work on yourself.  Read a book, play a sport, get a hobby, being good at something, being knowledgeable about something, just standing out in some way makes you a lot more fun to be around and thus infinitely more dateable).  So she’s pretty but she’s here because she’s funny enough to blow me away every week, which in turn makes me think about her and like her more and then… here we are, she shows up here.  It’s how this thing works sometimes.  She impresses me enough that actually every week I suddenly get this impression to tell a friend how funny she is just because Lucy Punch is British and so is my friend.  I am not sure why that happens, perhaps being American and my strange sense of the world?  It’s not like I’m calling her mom to tell her she should be proud of her, I’m sending an instant message to someone who just happens to have been born in the same country.  I guess I have strange ideas about England?  I mean, I’ve been there, I know it isn’t Knights and Dragons anymore but for some reason I keep imagining it some strange cross between a Dicken’s novel and Mary Poppings.  (And yes, I have started imagining my friend rushing out of her house to tell her chimney sweep friend, “ ‘Allo mate, spread the chuffin’ word ter the bloody tahn crier, I ‘ave news for the village. A gentleman from American ‘as informed me ‘e finds out fellow country bint Lucy Punch ter be funny. Quick, we must ‘old a feast day and dance ’round the maypole! Blimey! God Chas’n’Dave the Queen! Struth”.  Or… something like that).  Anyway, Lucy Punch is awesome, I had strange ideas about the British but am undeniably attracted to them, so today I want to fuck Lucy Punch.