There are two things I am not a fan of…one is catalog pictures in any and all circumstances, they are photoshopped weird, they celebrate clothes that I want nothing to do with, and they most importantly, showcase no pussy definition or nipple, which is really the only reason I am looking at catalog pics in the first place…you know a tribute to the 70s when I was self discovering in shitty catalogs that couldn’t afford photoshop or what they called “air brushing” since photoshop didn’t exist…I’m old…It’s like I’m not going to be purchasing any of this shit, show me the fucking cameltoe…
The other thing I don’t like is Nina Agdal’s face. If I was into it, I’d be working as a volunteer at the severely retarded center…you know trying to prevent them from masturbating everywhere we fucking go…but their big brains have figured out that they can get out of working and spend their days masturbating by playing dumb..clever fucks….unless they are Nina Agdal, who’s ego forced her out of the institution and onto the pages of SI…
I still love her body though…I’m not all negative…I got love in my soul