When I saw these images today on The Fashion Spot, I squealed with a perverse delight; its as if these editorials are falling into my lap. I have a feeling Carine Roitfeld and I would be great chums if these are the types of things going on in her mind. Strangled with inner tube while having your ear licked? Why yes please. Oh America, why are your fashion magazines so utterly drab and lacking nudity? Sweet Vogue Paris, if it weren’t for you and your European counterparts, I’d have only Taboo to satiate my chic leather desires.
Doesn’t that first photo remind you of the wheelbarrel race you played as a kid?
More after the break (definitely NSFW)