Shawn: This could easily be a rejected CD single cover for Club 69 or The Pet Shop Boys. The term “an embarrassment of riches” is apt here. I’m sure the sheets are Egyptian three hundred thread count and the bed itself is not unlike Raquel Welch’s from Myra Breckinridge. His client must’ve hit the jackpot with the lottery or made a fortune selling DeLoreans; the whole layout comes straight from the New Money design handbook.
The brocade walls are what I dream every fashionably upscale mental institution catering to fucked-up L.A. families like the Sedgwicks or the Menendezes has in their rubber rooms. I never really believed that anyone chugged champagne and ate chocolate-covered strawberries outside of a Euro-softcore Emmanuelle movie, but I stand corrected. Either Victoria Gotti couldn’t get a date to the Golden Globes or this is her eldest son Fernando making his late nite Cinemax debut. With the aviator shades circa Top Gun and his Morrissey do’, our stud clearly has a Big 80s predilection. His designer underwear and fab slave bracelet make a statement: “Yeah, I got it goin’ on. And it’ll cost ya…bitches.”
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Shit, I’d pay for that!
I predict deluxe manscaping under those droopy drawers.
Perhaps manscaped into the dollar symbol? Like horrible Richie Rich fanfiction?
Holy shit is that Toby from Vividblurry?
That bed is Ba’ath party provincial… interior design by Uday and Qusay.
It looks like he has no package…
okay, this guy is a total douche, but please don’t bring morrissey’s good and queer name into the mix.
Well, he’s no dilletante, despite the trashiness that oozes from his pores. At least he knows to hold the stemware by the stem, so as not to kill the bubbles prematurely.
Something tells me those lips could work wonders after all the practice they’ve had. Check out the embouchure!
The Guido Thug Lite posturing of our pillow boy subject doesn’t turn me on, but the over-the-top gilded headboard gives me a woodie. The whole “too much is not enough” ambience of the room is killed by the lamp in the corner - underscaled, underdecorated, and CHEAP, CHEAP, CHEAP. Something in a Capodimonte or cut crystal base with a shade dripping with lace and trims is called for here.
I think he just looks sad. He is trying to look like he has money, but I think the sun glasses are hiding white trash eyes. And who paid for those lips!!!
Wern’t the Sedgwicks from Santa Barbara? Why doesn’t Shawn have a site for me to click on? you all make my day, well, at least one day out of the month. d
Mmmmm….strawberries!
Everyone would think less of me if I said I’d fuck this one too. Eh well. He looks like he could suck the chrome off a car bumper.
But, I’d probably not call him again.
From the looks of his lips, he has been sucking the chrome off of car bumpers
I’ve been robbbed!
The photograph tells the story–even if it wasn’t meant to. Our label queen sprawled out on that cheap & hideous bed is DRAMA–with a capital D.
And to think, there’s actually a guy out there that would get involved with this tragedy dressed in saggy tighty whities.
I’d fuck ‘em…Saggy britches and all!
I would do him in a second. So would you guys.
I agree with Ho4Show.
You just know he has his bush manscaped into a lightening bolt or some shit.
i like his laying down in the bed.
Looks like Antonio Sabato Jr.! Yum.
I would love to take a bite out of those hot thighs!