this is something of a bummer for me. the thing i really liked about terry richardson was that he tended to eschew the usual stick-thin, boring-as-soap-models, and nowadays this is exactly what he's become known for, or at least what he gets press for.

anyone wanna take bets on how long before we see his name on the cover of sports illustrated's swimsuit issue?

i mean, i'd like to think he's got some of that weirdo action set up on the side, but there's no way to know till he drops another book of his wild n crazy exploits. until then, what else am i supposed to live vicariously through?



the good news is that dude's got a super sweet tumblr set up where he dumps whatever pictures he feels like into. it's pretty awesome.



if you can find a copy of terryworld, i advise you snatch it up. you can thank me for this suggestion later.

not too much greatness going on here, but worth posting if only so someone could confirm or deny if one of dudes t-shirts is a richard kern photo. maybe a terry richardson. that's pretty much the only think i can think about while watching this.

parting thoughts: anyone ever bring to d. poppi's attention that deuce is bathroom code for taking a shit, and not something you want to associate yourself with. deuce poppi sounds like poop flavored dippin' dots or someething similar.

terry's big ass coffee table book is dirt cheap. you should get it.