David: This personal space is the “poster child” of bad American interior design across the globe. In one fell swoop it brilliantly unites several conflicting “styles”: Colonial (the headboard), Haight Ashburian (the Escher-like poster), Laura Ashley-esque (the pillows and hat “hangings”), post modern Captain Kangaroo (the stuffed rabbit), Parade magazine memorabilia/effluvia (the wall plate) and finally — the most obvious — Queerola Homeboya 2000 (the Calvins-clad model). I’m impressed (and dizzy). Now, torch it!

Richard: How many times do we have to go through this people? Even low-rent porn stars make their beds — every morning! And if they’re smart, they’ll also hide anything that might give away their hat fetishes.

John: There is something very Rentboy in Tijuana about this picture. It’s the colors, the tobasco reds and tortilla yellows. It’s the sombrero-ish hat on the wall with its wide straw brim. It is, ultimately, the boy himself. Why do we know he’s jockey petite, jockey precious? There is something touching and absurd about the arm flexing. Macho in minature. Like those baby chichuachuas in vintage ads, we can hold this Hercules in the palm of our hand.

Heather: This is real marketing brilliance. Just when you thought Aunt Fran couldn’t find a thing she liked in pornography, you give her that flea market-flava, Minnie Pearl hat and all. Now, who could resist such a nice boy?