Unicorns, Rainbows and Long Hair

A loving photo ode to all the long haired beauties out there.

Anonymous asked: why do you love long haired guys so much? In your experience does hair length correspond to penis length??

I would moreso say that it corresponds to their confidence level, which is always sexy!

look at you standing there, sex squinting at me like you don’t feel the powerful chemistry betwixt us.
shhhh babydoll. no more words. just emotion.

look at you standing there, sex squinting at me like you don’t feel the powerful chemistry betwixt us.

shhhh babydoll. no more words. just emotion.

look at this little peach. such insouciance! the knit tie and pocket square suggest a most fastidious dresser but that HAIR is telling me the real story.

look at this little peach. such insouciance! the knit tie and pocket square suggest a most fastidious dresser but that HAIR is telling me the real story.

Any Project Runway fans out there?? I got home from work last week, cracked a bottle of $8 wine and caught up on the last 3 eps. And I have a few words to share about Ewan from The Sheepdogs.
This is the guy you are friends with at a really inconvenient point in time, such as high school…when he’s in his mid-twenties. But he’s totally awesome and lets you hang out at his apartment, introducing you to cool music like ween and paul westerberg. He might even forfeit a night or two at the bar to hang with you at the all night Dennys.
Yes, he makes your heart beat fast and as much as you brag about the cool older guy friend you have you can’t really think of him as a potential anything because it would just be too, like, adult. And then one night at a party he brought you to things suddenly get REALLY REAL when he makes a sloppy, drunken pass (which in hindsight veered more towards endearing than predatory). But it’s all just too much because maybe you’re a LATE BLOOMER and super inexperienced and he’s like A MAN with CHEST HAIR and you’re just some dumb virgin who can’t drive. And because you’re ultra awkward and haven’t actually seen a penis for any extended period of time you pretend the whole thing never happened and ignore him until he stops calling.
And then at some point, much later in life, you realize that it’s all OK. At this point you have amassed a long list of regrets when it comes to the opposite sex and this is one you can at least think back on with a shrug and a wry smile. And for that you should count your blessings because trust ladies, they won’t all turn out so well.

Any Project Runway fans out there?? I got home from work last week, cracked a bottle of $8 wine and caught up on the last 3 eps. And I have a few words to share about Ewan from The Sheepdogs.

This is the guy you are friends with at a really inconvenient point in time, such as high school…when he’s in his mid-twenties. But he’s totally awesome and lets you hang out at his apartment, introducing you to cool music like ween and paul westerberg. He might even forfeit a night or two at the bar to hang with you at the all night Dennys.

Yes, he makes your heart beat fast and as much as you brag about the cool older guy friend you have you can’t really think of him as a potential anything because it would just be too, like, adult. And then one night at a party he brought you to things suddenly get REALLY REAL when he makes a sloppy, drunken pass (which in hindsight veered more towards endearing than predatory). But it’s all just too much because maybe you’re a LATE BLOOMER and super inexperienced and he’s like A MAN with CHEST HAIR and you’re just some dumb virgin who can’t drive. And because you’re ultra awkward and haven’t actually seen a penis for any extended period of time you pretend the whole thing never happened and ignore him until he stops calling.

And then at some point, much later in life, you realize that it’s all OK. At this point you have amassed a long list of regrets when it comes to the opposite sex and this is one you can at least think back on with a shrug and a wry smile. And for that you should count your blessings because trust ladies, they won’t all turn out so well.

I watched this movie at like 4am one night and the sight of Christian Slater and his long(ish) locks sprouting from his 10-head was enough to give me a CHO. (If you don’t know what that is, google that shit.) Literally was ready to BEAT A BITCH when she tries to cut his hair. Which doesn’t ever really happen. I present to you the most bizarre pre-coitus scene ever:
 She wets his hair and starts to comb it
She notices him staring at her boobs
She leads him upstairs
She takes her shirt off and forces him feel her up
HE HAS YET TO SAY A WORD THIS ENTIRE TIME AND LOOKS LIKE HE’S GOING TO CRY
Suddenly, BONING!
~end scene~

I watched this movie at like 4am one night and the sight of Christian Slater and his long(ish) locks sprouting from his 10-head was enough to give me a CHO. (If you don’t know what that is, google that shit.) Literally was ready to BEAT A BITCH when she tries to cut his hair. Which doesn’t ever really happen. I present to you the most bizarre pre-coitus scene ever:

  • She wets his hair and starts to comb it
  • She notices him staring at her boobs
  • She leads him upstairs
  • She takes her shirt off and forces him feel her up
  • HE HAS YET TO SAY A WORD THIS ENTIRE TIME AND LOOKS LIKE HE’S GOING TO CRY
  • Suddenly, BONING!

~end scene~

Ugh fuck. Ok. Fuck it. Alright, so I feel like we’re close enough now that I can admit that I was fucking SPRUNG over Justin Bobs here back in the day. But like, super cloaked it out because he is so fucking embarrassing and douchey and inappro. Like, whenever his boring storyline with Ceiling Eyes Audrina came on I would be all “goddamn it. fuck both these losers” but secretly to myself it was all “omfg that glossy hair take off that  beanie oh and his eyes omfg my body is ready”. He is basically that dude you hang out with on the sly and avoid ever introducing him to your homies like the fucking plague because you know they will be Judge Judys about it. Fuck, I have astonishingly bad taste in men sometimes.

Ugh fuck. Ok. Fuck it. Alright, so I feel like we’re close enough now that I can admit that I was fucking SPRUNG over Justin Bobs here back in the day. But like, super cloaked it out because he is so fucking embarrassing and douchey and inappro. Like, whenever his boring storyline with Ceiling Eyes Audrina came on I would be all “goddamn it. fuck both these losers” but secretly to myself it was all “omfg that glossy hair take off that  beanie oh and his eyes omfg my body is ready”. He is basically that dude you hang out with on the sly and avoid ever introducing him to your homies like the fucking plague because you know they will be Judge Judys about it. Fuck, I have astonishingly bad taste in men sometimes.

Well, well, well. We meet again. Do mine eyes deceive or does his hair look longer than from the first movie? Did the wigmaster misplace the first lace front? What exactly is going on here?
Did anyone (other than myself) actually see Thor? It was arm porn shamelessly masquerading as a hero flick. Please note that I couldn’t give a fuck let alone MANY fucks and will be first in line for the midnight showing of The Avengers.

Well, well, well. We meet again. Do mine eyes deceive or does his hair look longer than from the first movie? Did the wigmaster misplace the first lace front? What exactly is going on here?

Did anyone (other than myself) actually see Thor? It was arm porn shamelessly masquerading as a hero flick. Please note that I couldn’t give a fuck let alone MANY fucks and will be first in line for the midnight showing of The Avengers.

So, during that INSANE heatwave in NYC my cheap, no-having-A/C-ass went to like, a billion movies to avoid the hot little oven that was my apartment. On one such outing I FINALLY went to see HP2 and legit this guy is on screen for .00057383057 seconds which, as it turns out, is JUST long enough for me to be like “hold the FUCK ON, who’s the GINGE piece with the hair?!”
Point being, I will READILY admit that I SLEPT HARD on ol’ Domnhall Gleeson here. Trust me. No one is more disappointed than I. AND I LOVE REDHEADS, TOO!!! How did this happen? I need to take advice from Sassy Gay Friend and go look at both my LIFE and my CHOICES.

So, during that INSANE heatwave in NYC my cheap, no-having-A/C-ass went to like, a billion movies to avoid the hot little oven that was my apartment. On one such outing I FINALLY went to see HP2 and legit this guy is on screen for .00057383057 seconds which, as it turns out, is JUST long enough for me to be like “hold the FUCK ON, who’s the GINGE piece with the hair?!”

Point being, I will READILY admit that I SLEPT HARD on ol’ Domnhall Gleeson here. Trust me. No one is more disappointed than I. AND I LOVE REDHEADS, TOO!!! How did this happen? I need to take advice from Sassy Gay Friend and go look at both my LIFE and my CHOICES.

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Hope you enjoyed! And might I add how much I am enjoying all the TEXTURE??? And I’m not talking about the clothing, obvi. I feel like there are more corkscrew curls and beachy waves to be seen on the runway this season and just like McDonalds, I’M LOVING IT. Variety IS the spice of life after all. And a very special WELL DONE, SIRS to Maison Martin Margiela and John Varvatos for casting almost all long-haired models! Keep up the good work, lads.

Til next season.

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