Tag: Model

Here is Rosie Jones because… uh.. you know… boobies.   I don’t really have a great reason than that.  My brain is broken.  Frankly, looking for pictures of Rosie Jones is just surreal because I am probably the only person going, “No… no… no… man, where are the pictures of her clothed…”.  I am the only person in the world looking for pictures of Rosie Jones wearing more.  The only one.  Anyway, I can’t explain the attraction here, I never have been able to.  She’s just some British Glamour Model, she should mean nothing to me but… I have always found her very attractive.  I don’t get it.  Except I do because duh, look at her.  Today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

So I am watching at this moment Kate Upton on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon.  I mean, I know Late Night isn’t on right now but you know, magic of the internet and all.  I’m an old person, I watch late night TV on Saturdays at noon!  Anyway, she is on it and she is lovely of course and also adorable.  And I know adorable isn’t what most people think of when describing her but it’s what I used so bite me.  Today I want to fuck Kate Upton.

Can we talk about Mosh’s heels for a second?  Now, this might sound jokey or condescending but I am being serious, they impress the fuck out of me. Like, I wouldn’t be able to wear them just because I am afraid of heights.  That is putting aside the balance required.  Now think about how she stands and poses in them.  It’s unreal.  She was of course an athlete, a gymnast for years and a I believe a cheerleader.  But it is just one more thing about her that blows me away.  Now, I know there are people out there really into high heels.  Like into high heels, if you catch my drift. I am not one of them but I can appreciate that she wears them well and can be so impressed with just everything she does.  I don’t have much more of a point but I have to fill space and gushing about how pretty she is… well, it doesn’t get old for me but I do tend to repeat myself.  So there we are, her and her lovely high heels are my choice, today I want to fuck Miss Mosh.

Look, I don’t know how my brain works.  I mean clearly.  All week I have been like, “Yuck, I hate models but here’s a model”.   Ok, well, not hate models, I like models but I claim they don’t stir as much deep inside me as other people.  So I don’t hate them. (Unless you’re a model and you somehow find that sort of disinterest attractive.  Like, say… if Kate Upton is reading this.  If all this time you’ve just been looking for someone who doesn’t like you well… yes, I hate you.  Gross.  Models.  My ask box is open).  But this week has been like model, model, model.  And today is Miranda Kerr who I admit is pretty but doesn’t do much for me.  Except now she’s been here like twice in a week.  And I don’t know why other than I woke up thinking about her.  And sometimes that goes away.  Some days it just intensifies as the day goes on.  Today is the second kind of day and it means I just have to post her.  I mean, she’s beautiful, I am not complaining.  She’s obviously pretty good at her job because… I mean she always looks pretty and is incredibly popular?  This is one of the issues with models, I can’t articulate what makes them special.  It boils down to me rambling and admitting she has a really nice butt.  She does have a really nice butt. I guess you’ll have to just take my word for it since I didn’t put it in any of these pictures.  Whatever, you know how to use Google don’t you?  Today I want to fuck Miranda Kerr.

It feels like it’s been a long time since Doutzen Kroes showed up.  I mean, it isn’t stunning, we already had the model talk once this week.  She is very pretty though and pleasant to look at.  I just don’t think of her very often on account of the model thing.  But… today she was my wall paper when I woke up so… um, she’s here?  What can I say, I am easily influenced.  Today I want to fuck Doutzen Kroes.

I have had a lot of people tell me that they aren’t that into models.  I mean not random strangers but you know in response to this blog.  It is a sentiment I get, I have written about it before and how we connect to people on the other end of a glowing screen.  I would say most of my passion is not really directed towards models either (Kate Upton is the exception, not the rule).  Most celebrities I find myself attracted to for any amount of time have some body of work that really speaks to me.  Songs, movies, tv shows, things I bond with more than a picture.  But this blog isn’t called who I have felt the deepest connection to in the past 24 hours or even who I am attracted to at this moment who I have been consistently attracted to for the past week.  No, this blog has a much more straight forward name and the truth is a picture can evoke a very strong response, even if they don’t stick with us as long as other things.  So here is Lass Suicide who I know very little about, I just know now and then she shows up on my computer somehow and I always notice she is lovely and today someone was talking about her and I started thinking about her and… well today I want to fuck Lass Suicide.

Kelly Brook has just been knocking it out of the park this week.  Or maybe since she’s British she’s been doing something that frankly sounds far sillier but also kind of cooler and made up of nonsense words like, “really crackin’ the wicket luvvly jubbly arse over elbow” or whatever.  I don’t actually speak British and that was all likely nonsense.  She has looked good very often lately.  And I usually find her good looking because carrots are a mainstay of my diet and those are good for you eyes.  My two working eyes (not trying to brag but both work) therefore assure that I find Kelly Brook very attractive.  So hooray for eyesight and hooray for hot British models and Hooray for Kelly Brook.  Today I want to fuck Kelly Brook.

I am pretty surprised Rosie Jones has shown up here so much.  Nothing against her but I hardly feel any sort of special connection to her, most people who have been here a bunch I can draw some mental line to something that makes them special in my mind.  I have a hard time thinking of anyone really feeling a strong connection to a glamour model though (well except maybe 13 year olds who just happen to stumble across a magazine and discover something that feels like a sneeze but better.  They might forever feel connected to that one model), I guess because they basically are supposed to sit around and embody fantasy, not the sort of reality that creates connections.  But that can’t be true or people wouldn’t know their names.  I wouldn’t know their names.  But I do.  So… I don’t know I guess what I am discovering is I am way more attracted to Rosie Jones than I realized?  I do know that today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

Like a month ago I claimed that Emily Ratajkowski was trying hard to get my attention by showing up all over the place. So I posted her.  Apparently this was mission accomplished because then she disappeared from my life.  And I kind of forgot her.  Until someone brought her up earlier this week, and hen I was like, oh yeah…  I am sure you guys are really interested in all  of this but really I don’t have a lot to say.  She’s pretty.  She has taken some very nice pictures that I like a lot.  I like her body.  It isn’t very deep, just today I want to fuck Emily Ratajkowski.

I have only posted Miranda Kerr once before because she isn’t really “my thing”.  I have nothing against her, she’s pretty but I know people who are really into her and I think she’s pretty but she doesn’t spark a lot of passion in me.  Sometimes stuff happens though, like I will see some pictures and they just… I can’t stop thinking about them.  I am not talking about a lust thing, I am talking about them just being striking.  About 2 PM today pictures started popping up on my phone of a new shoot she had done and they just struck me as amazing pictures.  Something about the mood and how she looked and yeah she was gorgeous too but they stuck with me because it’s 10 hours later and they are still on my mind.  Which is why she’s here today because sometimes models make art.  She made some art and it moved me.  Today I want to fuck Miranda Kerr.