Sometimes it's just best to let the fashion speak for itself. It's well-lit, well-hung self.
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3 comments:
Wow. I mean, I liked Batman as a girl but that first one's taking it too far!
I wonder what the models in those rigs are thinking? Are they thinking they're some kinf of awesome important art piece? Or do they feel like flying clowns?
Flying clowns. They all looked a wee bit pootsy about this rig they've been forced into.
Actually, I was looking at the face of Batgirl - I'm not sure she's real. Her face is scary....
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