A great piece over on Nerve about the erotic appeal of the Lands End catalogue. Seriously, it’s at interesting thought; all those beautiful, slightly older ladies parading around in their practical clothes, all seemingly living in beach houses and staring pensively at the horizon. Hmm.
Though as the article points out, the Lands End catalogue is [...]
Whilst I have neither the photography skills (clinically obese thumbs – a la the Simpsons episode where Homer is advised “the fingers you have used to dial are too fat, to obtain a special dialing wand please mash the keypad with your palm now”) or the give-a-fuck skills to stalk the beautiful people of London [...]
So, coming back to the batcave last night, I spot a rather dilapidated suitcase chilling out in our doorway. Ever alert for terrorist plots, I grappled it open (having an inkling of what it might contain) to reveal this (and it’s beautiful glossy black, not the nasty mottled orangeness my phone camera seems to give):
Which [...]
For those of you that have considered this procedure, you’ve probably trawled the net and/or been to a clinic which are both littered with unbelievable testimonials. Usually of this kind of ilk:
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