I dunno, I kinda like the tank platform and brass knuckles. Granted, if encountered in the wild they'd *probably* be on some hipster or other loser, but there's potential at least.
As for Madonna, I think that given the photos of her currently auctioning off at Christie's, she's looking for some firepower in case she mistakes herself in the mirror for a charging bear.
I kinda dig the mafia brass knuckle...but in my defense it might just remind me of Goldfrapp's "Ooh la la" video of the days when the government stuck to passing laws before just going after everything they wanted to go after. (18th amdt)
So derivative, all the elements are cliches - they're not really even trying, or thinking. But that's fashion, a mile wide (so you have to pay for a ride across) river of toxic sludge, but only an inch deep. It's like a guy with red hair who's nicknamed "Red" - somebody stopped thinking right there at that moment.
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those are pretty horrid, actually...
You do find some of the ugliest "ART" to share with us. But then look who is modeling... ah, Word verification wins!
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I dunno, I kinda like the tank platform and brass knuckles. Granted, if encountered in the wild they'd *probably* be on some hipster or other loser, but there's potential at least.
As for Madonna, I think that given the photos of her currently auctioning off at Christie's, she's looking for some firepower in case she mistakes herself in the mirror for a charging bear.
They'd be cool if they were functional.
You know, if you could actually shoot stuff with them.... it would revitalize the female spy fashion industry.
I agree...yawn. This kind of "art" reminds me why there are starving artists.
Where'd they find the Sleestak in the picture above?
I kinda dig the mafia brass knuckle...but in my defense it might just remind me of Goldfrapp's "Ooh la la" video of the days when the government stuck to passing laws before just going after everything they wanted to go after. (18th amdt)
Oh my eyes...they burn!!!!!!!! God how I loathe Madonkey.
Question: how would she pass TSA screening to get those things on a plane?
hehehe- Wai beat me to it, bet TSA would have kittens... Other than as a laugh, those are pretty sad...
Any time you repress something, it shows up in the most unlikely places.
So derivative, all the elements are cliches - they're not really even trying, or thinking. But that's fashion, a mile wide (so you have to pay for a ride across) river of toxic sludge, but only an inch deep.
It's like a guy with red hair who's nicknamed "Red" - somebody stopped thinking right there at that moment.
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