A lot of times when I go through my tumblr feed I read it like Hebrew: instead of top left - down, I read it bottom right -up. Like this picture, for example. Right now, as I type this, I can only see to just above her elbows.

And, at this point I 100% love this picture. Sassy hip swagger, loose/undone jeans, underwear conveniently not pictured? Sign. Me. Up. Cute little crack hangin’ out. Jackpot. What’s not to love?

And then I scroll up, and there’s some subtle under/side boob, an awesome little back symmetry line, then the blonde hair. Whatever product this picture is being used for, I’ll take a baker’s dozen of ‘em. Sell me stock in the company, for f*ck sakes.

And then we take the whole thing in, and whattaya know…taking the whole thing in, I don’t like it. It’s the bangs. She has bangs. F*cking bangs. Ugh. Who does that? Are you ashamed of your forehead?? I mean really. If I see an attractive woman, I’d like to see her entire face. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK???

Is bangs a deal breaker? I didn’t think so, but jeezum, it’s certainly starting to look that way, isn’t it?