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June 12, 2015 | bikini | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
The standards by which you can go by the single moniker have changed through the years. You used to have to pay your dues before everybody just accepted you as Sting or Iman. Now you call yourself Nausicaa and look to the heavens awaiting an angelic bukkake. I’m betting this one doesn’t catch on. But I would’ve said the same about Madonna when she showed up at my art studio at nineteen offering to take off her top for ten bucks an hour. Where did it all go right. Fucking Obama.
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