This particular photo is all sorts of love to me, not only because it’s beautifully shot, but it was actually taken by Monday Manmeat Jonas Kesseler from L’etat c’est moi. There’s just something sexy about actors turned directors and models turned photographers.
And who is that in there? Why it’s Paul Boche, who I have declared love for before with Marcel Castenmiller who I have not publicly acknowledged adoration for here, but I guarantee that even before I saw his cute Model Diary, I was enchanted by him on the runway.
What they are doing here, exactly, I can only speculate. I’m not sure if Paul is angry or if this is the start of some erotic asphyxiation. I’m good either way, really. But, as a public service, I would like to remind the boys and any readers that as we learned from David Carradine and Micheal Hutchence (and others), erotic asphyxiation is definitely a sport in which you need a spotter, which they appear to have in Jonas. Good job, boys.