Saturday, June 27, 2009
Are you ready? I'm going to blow your mind.
That image is entirely untouched.
I have been staring at it for hours, but I can't think of a single thing I can do with Photoshop to make it more hideous, bizarre, ridiculous, or hilarious.
I mean, there's a ribby, stick-thin billionaire heiress in a gold lame tube bra and filmy skirt, floating WITH SIX FAIRY WINGS in a star-speckled night sky over a bottle of her magical perfume, which has a picture of her as a fairy on the bottle. She's got black, leathery ribbons wrapped around legs so thin they couldn't support a flamingo, and her hair is billowing in the wind yet somehow unruffled by what must be frantically beating wings.
If I had to guess what Fairy Dust smells like, i'd assume an intoxicating combination of berries, muguet, musk, ivy, chlamydia, diamonds, and bitchiness.