Showing posts with label moddles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moddles. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Being old and rich is awesome. I'm only guessing, I would not know.


Do you know who Karl Lagerfeld is? Apparently he designs clothes for Americans like Kanye West and people who get to be at Fashion Week. Do you know who designs my clothes? Osh Kosh  B Gosh; get in where you fit in, right? ANYWAY, that dude up there is the guy Mr. Designer-face used to date up until about who cares ago.

This dude below is who he dates now. Karl Lagerfeld is like 400 years old, not that there's anything wrong with that.

I mean, both of these guys could be the biggest assholes ever conceived by human loins, but they don't look like it (maybe a little, but...). The point is, being old is awesome, as long as you are rich, but what kind of shit do you care, as long as young people are willing to waste their time taking showers with you or whatever. Ask Hefner. Marc Jacobs dating life is now boring and stupid--long live Lagerfeld, a role model to people who fear aging (homeboy doesn't even have a fucked up plastic-surge face, and he's bagging these kids. Life, man. Life.)

Monday, March 9, 2009

An overshare: Fitness


You ever start working out, and it's basically in that lazy way that assuages the guilt of a gluttonous and empty existence, and that only beneifits you in a way that you can notice, or, like, you're sig other who doesn't work out? Well, did you come across this picture, of this guy right here, and then it pushed you to work harder while you're still basically young, and could actually acheive this? Cuz it would help, if like, that were to happen to you.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

From the Science Vault: Stop looking at hot people and you'll like yourself more

Science can sometimes be used when religion doesn't have the answer which is a fancy way of saying science is pointless, and so we here at SCCL will sometimes present what some stupid scientist doctors wasted their time figuring out over the last ten years or so. Our first peice comes from 2004 and basically says that when guys are checking out the sexy Amerian media's six-pack abs and form-fitting speedo swimsuits, they feel less satisfied with themselves, even if they are special, beautiful people in every conceivable way.

The study of 158 male college students found that those who were made to
watch TV ads full of lean, muscular and often shirtless young men showed more
body dissatisfaction and depression compared with their peers who watched
"neutral" commercials.

The findings suggest that media images of the "ideal male body"
contribute to poor body image in men, according to study authors Daniel Agliata
and Dr. Stacey Tantleff-Dunn of the University of Central Florida.


The razor blades are in the cupboard--I'll run the bathwater.

On the blogs: COACD on the Coop


I put COACD on the blog roll here because I used to go there to check out the models, but I hadn't been there in a while, and openly advocating made me feel like I should make the trip. Scrolling down in search of moddles to investigate, I come across a post about my favorite propostion as well as a little note toward America's newscaster and loving, nurturing, and milk-skinned boyfriend, Anderson Hays Cooper:


Anderson Cooper needs to come out of the closet and should have used CNN as a
platform last week to educate all viewers on Prop 8. It kills me to see him
lower himself using airtime talking about Real Housewifes of Atlanta, trust me I
love that show. But the fact that we can elect the first black president and not
overcome homophobia in California is pathetic. Anderson Step it up!

Words emboldened by the video only a couple posts up of a t-shirt clad aryan boy flexing his muscles for an unseen cameramen just feet away. But she's right, right? Um, Wanda Sykes technically came out, at a Prop 8ight rally no less, so that's a good thing, and a thought to latch onto the next time you race toward the bathroom at work cuz you gotta pee really bad, and security stops you and points to the Straight Mens' Only sign above the restroom door, you'll be confused for a couple of moments until he turns his pointed index finger and aims it at an unkempt, wooden outhouse, the word Geigh scrawled in chalk across its rickety, termite-infested door.




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