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December 14, 2016 | Uncategorized | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
The latest merchandising craze for models and celebrities is signature lingerie lines. Not factored into the gender wage gap mythology is the vast array of crap female celebrities sell to women while men are limited to Adrian Brody looking forlorn and pushing Slovakian aftershave. Jennifer Lawrence might take home a few million less in film roles her agent shittily negotiated, but she takes home tens of millions more than her male peers in international sales of her licensed products. There is no male version of Paris Hilton.
All lingerie in this world is made by some girl with a monosyllabic name in a Southeastern Asian country that changes its name weekly. It’s the perfect blank canvas to slap on a label and a smiling fresh Western face with sweet fake yabbos. This chick once fucked Rob Kardashian. Do you still want her panties? Aspirational shopping remains an illogical science.
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