Finding Love in the Uncanny Valley
At last, a tumblr devoted to gay male partners who look remarkably similar.
“Because what’s sexier than dating yourself?”
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Wow. I wonder if they’ve noticed.
I wonder if they’ve noticed.
If not, I’m not sure how one goes about pointing it out politely. Some seem to be deliberately amplifying the effect.
🙂 They’re definitely not many of them misrepresentations of twin brothers, are they? I wonder .. is this a common pattern?
Some straight couples do the same ie: metamorphose towards some middle point over time. But myself & OH/SO do not seem to be doing this – we reacted with discomfort after both buying the same style of raincoat years back. I promptly lost mine (the raincoat, not the SO)(not on purpose)
we reacted with discomfort after both buying the same style of raincoat years back.
Sometime in the mid Nineties, the Other Half and I had dressed in haste and rushed out into town. Only when I caught sight of our reflection in a shop window did I realise, with amused horror, that we were dressed almost identically, head to toe. It’s never happened since. Not that I recall, anyway.
Cute but I’m surprised there hasn’t been a subtle implication about incest or narcissism (in jokingly matter). I don’t think I could ever, ever, EVER for the life of me date some one like myself, let a lone look like me (and dress the same as well). That would be twice the boredom. However, I wonder if straight couples, on some conscious level, look for characteristics in themselves, in terms of physical looks, in their significant others, as hard as that is to believe.
Apparently there’s a subgroup of couples who dress alike.
I’ve long dreamt of human cloning so I could finally get some sweet me-on-me action.
It’s not narcissism when you really are gorgeous.
Call me a skeptic but the picture you show looks remarkably photoshopped: compare the sharpness of the two men. They aren’t standing that far apart yet the man on the right is as sharp as the columns behind. In particular, note how sharp the man on the right’s coat and scarf is, compared to his face
“Because what’s sexier than dating yourself?”
I thought that was David’s sarcastic comment. It’s actually the caption on the Tumblr.
Sooooo… Tumblr for mockery or admiration?
Also, I thought lesbian couples were more likely to go all twinner.
Apparently there’s a subgroup of couples who dress alike.
You can bet the farm that the woman instigated and executed it beginning to end, with the husband agreeing to because he has to choose his battles.
Thems some handsome dudes.
Friends who dress alike. http://friendsdressalike.tumblr.com/archive
I thought lesbian couples were more likely to go all twinner.
Until yesterday I had no idea that going all twinner was a thing. I’m much too innocent and naïve for this big scary world.
I once met a lesbian couple who looked like The Proclaimers. I asked them “So… are you fans of The Proclaimers?”.
Turns out they weren’t fans of The Proclaimers or wry Proclaimers-based observations.
My cousins, who are not lesbians or Proclaimers fans but are creepy twins, used to dress and behave like the creepy twins from The Shining, dressing alike and saying things in unison… “Come play with us, Stevie…” It gave me the fear. I still avoid them as adults.
Joan, re: friends who dress alike.
About 10-15 years ago the shopping centres and village greens of provincial towns across the UK were blighted by congregations of goths. Nobody knows where they came from or where they went, all we know for sure is that they were determined to show their uniqueness by dressing in the same ridiculous clothes and makeup as all the other unique individuals.
It was a dark time, a time when you couldn’t pop into Maplin for a new precision screwdriver kit without running a monochramatic gauntlet of scrawny teenage boys in leather trenchcoats and fat girls who thought they were vampires.
These days the goth niche in the provincial town ecosystem has been taken over by fey-looking boys with skinny jeans, wool hats, and Justin Bieber’s hair.
It’s time we as a society reappraised the benefits of bullying, before the kids all start dressing like robots or furries or mimes or something.
scrawny teenage boys in leather trenchcoats and fat girls who thought they were vampires.
Seems as good a time as any to post a link to this.
Sometime in the mid Nineties, the Other Half and I had dressed in haste and rushed out into town. Only when I caught sight of our reflection in a shop window did I realise, with amused horror, that we were dressed almost identically, head to toe. It’s never happened since. Not that I recall, anyway.
I hate to rub salt in the wound, but I have to say that cerise bustier didn’t suit either of you.
Minnow – few men can pull off wearing a cerise bustier as that’s more of an evening look, but I think I look good in my wife’s Daisy Duke cut off jeans.
I enjoy how they let my leg hair ripple freely in the summer breeze, and appreciate how they shape my junk. It’s almost as liberating as wearing a kilt, I suggest you try it.
Wow, if this didn’t make the cut to get into tomorrows ephemera, then I can’t imagine how high the standards will be.
My intended submission of people walking backwards up stairs (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbrNt-dMDsY) would have no chance at all….
“It’s never happened since. Not that I recall, anyway.”
That’s because you now CHECK what we’re wearing.
Only last Monday, you dived back into the bedroom to change your shirt because it was similar in colour to the one I had on.
“the picture you show looks remarkably photoshopped”
TDK – I thought you would have guessed by now – this WHOLE blog is photoshopped…
people walking backwards up stairs
I’m so glad Simen brings us his reports of high culture from foreign parts.
That’s because you now CHECK what we’re wearing.
Ladies and gentlemen, we’re honoured by a visit from the Guild of Evil’s other founding member. Make offerings, quickly, and avert your eyes.
So you guys have broken off from the Evil League of Evil?
Splitters!
http://xkcd.com/267/ for the win! (Actually it starts at http://xkcd.com/264/ but that’s the relevant one).
Minnow – David is gay.
Not that you’re stereotyping, or anything.
” Ladies and gentlemen, we’re honoured by a visit from the Guild of Evil’s other founding member.”
Thank goodness for that. I was beginning to think this whole ‘Guild of Evil’ wasn’t actually a real thing.