The Beautiful Kind

There’s nothing sexier than ambivalence. You know what I mean - that asshole co-worker you’re attracted to. Getting a thrill when the cop who pulled you over for drunk driving slaps some cuffs on you. Wanting to hate fuck Ann Coulter. Reading your mom’s trashy romance novels in the basement and being aroused, despite the blatant sexism at play in the Harlequin storyline.

That’s exactly how I felt when I saw this photo series from an Italian Vogue magazine. I thought these two words at the same time: WRONG and HOT.

Here’s why it’s wrong:
exploitative
vapid mannequin women
gay models posing as soldiers
female models wearing strappy high heels instead of combat boots
poseur tattoos
not just a war setting, but it’s war for the BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE

Here’s why it’s hot:
dirty, gritty
contrast
interracial

Personally, I would have preferred some gang rape scenes, but the photographer wussed out and just gave us lame lap dances instead. It’s likely the gay models had a fit and refused. Also, what if they used Iraqi women instead, o man that would be even worse. The 8th pic down seems to suggest something bad went down, what with her severely mussed hair and the haunted look in her eyes (the photographer probably got her to make that face by calling out, “Hey love, imagine being forced to eat Twinkies and Moon Pies for an entire WEEK!”) And what’s with the Christmas lights strung everywhere? Did Martha Stewart sneak into the barracks? And can’t the American flag be torn up just a little?

A friend of mine saw these and griped that it would have been better if they would have taken REAL soldiers and draped naked models all over them. I’m pretty sure the soldiers would prefer that over all the PRAYERS Republicans send their way.