Come Wallow In My Folds
Meanwhile, in furnishing news:
Gigi Barker, a London-based designer, has designed a leather chair with a pheromone-impregnated silicone base that makes it feel and smell like you’re lounging in the fleshy, comforting folds of a man’s belly. Barker spent two years perfecting the disturbingly realistic texture and colour, which is pink and lightly mottled. The scent comes from the aftershave of the anonymous man whose form the chair is modelled on.
That would be this gent, presumably.
The loveliness of Ms Barker’s fleshy furniture, and her artistic process, can be savoured more fully here. The ‘skin chair’ is available for £1,500, while the matching pouffe with optional leather cover is a mere £880.
Via Ace.
That would be this gent, presumably.
I think I’m seeing a bit more than I need to there.
makes it feel and smell like you’re lounging in the fleshy, comforting folds of a man’s belly
I think I see a problem with marketing this product.
I think I see a problem with marketing this product.
The fact that it’s £1,500 and smells of a fat man, or at least his aftershave, probably makes it a niche item.
I dunno, I find it quite reassuring to know there are female “chubby chasers” out there.
Deliberate misspelling of “pouffe”?
Well spotted, that man.
We must have the Boobie Chair. It is essential for equality.
Ah!
I fear Ms Barker may have missed a trick there by choosing a male model.
While I’m sure there is some clever blurring of male/maternal & female/creator or some such going on, she might have been better off going for a female model.
Jenny Saville, however you much you appreciate (or not) her talents as a painter, pretty much had an entire career launched on the back of being ‘big boned’.*
A chair based on a fat sweaty dude? Eh, not sure how the Sorority is going to respond to that one – other than (somewhat ironically given their generally negative attitude toward objectification based on physical appearance) a predictable series of insults about fat ugly men and how they should instinctively know their place and therefore refrain from ever daring to speak to women.
*Though I notice she has long since shed that weight and appears to have turned to other subject matter since those early post-art school days.
Jenny Saville… pretty much had an entire career launched on the back of being ‘big boned’.
Way too much vagina for my taste.
Way too much vagina for my taste.
Yes, I suppose it does impose somewhat, especially from that angle. In the interests of accuracy, I think that is (or was) one of her most famous works. Perhaps some kind of (trigger) warning might have been advisable even so.
It needs to be hairy.
Watch out, Michelangelo!
I suppose that almost makes up for the inexplicable absence of any giant vaginas in this weeks ephemera.
I get the feeling your new blog tag won’t get a great deal of use..
Pity that she stopped with just the furniture. I would have thought that something natty in the lampshade line might flesh out the ensemble.
I get the feeling your new blog tag won’t get a great deal of use..
Weirdly, I almost feel this as a challenge…
Related;
https://what-if.xkcd.com/100/
-S
Weirdly, I almost feel this as a challenge…
I fear that’s how we ended up with several giant vaginas and quite a few exploding toilet news items.
Disgusting socialist Nazi crap, masquerading as Art, and at the same time cheerfully and frankly taking the piss out of ordinary people trying to make a living.
I can’t decide whether, as War Secretary (War Begins At Home, like Charity) to send these awful self-regarding individuals to the South Sandwich islands, where they can enjoy each other without any of the stuff associated with ordinary people whom they hate and despise and think smell, or perhaps Novaya Zemlya.
We might be able to do a deal with shootinpootin295 on the latter: we agree not to prosecute him for War Crimes, and he agrees so (a) keep giving Europe its gas, and we can use Nov-Zem as a penal colony for lefty bastards who take the piss and the money.
I’m sensing you’re not a fan.