I’m not even going to pretend to disperse fucks that Kanye West actually let Kim Kardashian visit him in Paris while’s he on the lam, or that shitty outfits are generally a sign that she’s pregnant, because none of us are here for that. We’re here to look at her giant, fake breasts popping out of her top like she planned it, and then pretending they do nothing for us because we have no respect for her even though that last part is true. (Privately, I tell people I’m doing performance art.) Of course, that inevitably opens me up to some idiot saying I only post pictures of Kim because my parent company has a partnership deal with her website, and not because she’s one of the most Googled cow-person on the planet with her tits hanging out. Which is like walking into McDonald’s and asking why they serve French Fries. People love shoving shit that’s terrible for them into their faces. It’s what defines us as a species.
Would It Kill Kim Kardashian To Show A Little More Breast? Why Be So Modest?
January 22nd, 2014 // 60 Comments