"The Apothesis of Pleasure," Terry Rodgersin this month's issue of Flaunt
I just don't understand why young people go to school these days when they could just become really famous and generally naked. What the hell else could any of us ask for? I'm not being superficial- all of the things I mentioned above are hypothetically free (in exchange for a virgin's soul).
Terry Rodgers captures the essence of young Hollywood at its best/ trashiest. Everybody always asks me whether parties like this actually happen in Hollywood. I pause to ponder this question and then I start yelling "This is my glamour!" while snorting coke off an emotionally stable hooker's ass... I wish, emotionally stable hookers don't exist. I knows these parties look fun, but they usually end in an incoherent round of Monopoly.
Some might look at these oil paintings and think these beautiful figures are unhappy in spite of their beauty. These naysayers might be forgetting the fact that these living dolls are also rich. So there.
Terry Rodger's Website
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