Today is one of those days where no matter how hard I try, nothing is coming out right. I have at least five thoughtful, intelligent posts lined up for you guys, but every time I sit down to write, the words come out garbled a la The Peanuts -- "waa wa, wa wa waa wah wa waaaaaah." Therefore I have no choice but to employ Plan B: Blind you with boobies. And unicorns. And animals with sugar on top. With any luck these ingredients -- all courtesy of super talented and super disturbed photographer JeanYves Lemoigne -- will combine seamlessly to create the perfect Friday post.
Um, that's some very nice wallpaper you have there... Didn't get your fill of golden weewaws and bajingos on Wednesday? Lemoigne's PIXXXEL series might help you fill in the gaps.
Somehow these images manage to pull together a mesmerizing triumvirate of attributes: Porn (no need to explain here), pixels (please see Designer's Brew's excellent post on the pixel trend), and hawt interiors. I mean, seriously, check out that table and the acres of walnut grain! Vavavavoom!
Is there something wrong with me that I really am agog at the design and styling choices in these photos?
I feel like she's trying to distract me with something here, but all I can really focus on is the fireplace treatment...
Whew, all that decor porn is fatiguing me! I feel the need for some light and refreshing imagery to cleanse my, uh, palette. Unicorns are light and refreshing, right?
Except when they're homeless unicorns.
Apparently, even supernatural creatures are not immune to the recession. Bummer
Maybe the last unicorn has been hiding out under the bridge downtown all this time. That's probably because we've already cut down most of our forests, and the poor homeless unicorns have nowhere else to go. Of course, the hard hearted would tell them to just get a damn job and stop draining "the system," but you know? It's hard being a unicorn.
Perhaps it's time for a comedic interlude.
Animals doing human things are funny!
I have a serious ant problem that I CANNOT get rid of, and I have a feeling this fella may be able to help me out. Think he and my feral feline friend would get along?
Ok, as promised I've brought you pixel porn, unicorns and animals. Time for the sugar on top!
The only problem is that it's toxic.
Of course, even a Hazmat warning label and a pegged Geiger Counter wouldn't be enough to keep me out of the sugar bowl. Not by a long shot.
Like this family, I plan to enjoy the sweet, sweet goodness of sugar whatever the ill effects. I'm not going to let little things like cellulite or hellacious bouts of insomnia stop me from consuming mountains of pancakes all weekend long. Just be sure and check back on Tuesday to make sure that I'm still alive, ok?