*spooof*: Wallflower A___

Happy St Patrick’s Day everybody! While you are reading this, the final *spooof*, especially written for FanstRA 4, I will be donning the greens myself, standing outside in the cold to attend the annual Paddy’s Day Parade, together with thousands of Dubliners. On the occasion of the national holiday of my adopted country I had…

Platform Muddle – Tumblr Explained

Forgive me, dear readers, if I take the opportunity and exploit the heightened awareness of Guylty’s presence on WordPress to bring you a non-RA-related post. FanstRA has been great in bringing the A___ fandom together, I think. I have heard from good authority that this year’s web fan event brought a lot more tumblr-bloggers into…

*spooof*: I Need a Hero

Calling the picture of a hero a “dud” is close to blasphemy. And yet I will risk the wrath of all the Porter-babes today and pick apart a picture of the hardest soldier the SAS has ever seen. Mind you – absolutely no blame can be laid at A___’s door. It is not his fault…

*spooof*: Sir Guy’s Eyes Say ‘Come Hither’

It probably says more about me than about Richard that I have chosen another pin-up style image as a *dud* for my collection of *spooof*s. Perhaps I am a prude. Perhaps I suffer self-imposed repression and simply can’t deal with too much sex-appeal. Perhaps I am over-analytical and find images that openly allude to sexuality…

*spooof*: Meet Mr Awkward A___

When looking over my FanstRA submissions so far, one might be inclined to think that I bear ill-will towards Mr A___ – hellish side-partings, cheesy pose, oversized hooter. I really have it in for him, don’t I? No. I am just using the opportunity to talk about less-than-perfect pictures. For the fun of it. Because…

*spooof*: What a Hoot(er)

It could have been so nice. A portrait of the artist as a bashful man. Sure, we always love that, don’t we? Who doesn’t feel a sudden surge of motherly emotion towards a seemlingly shy man? A man who deflects attention at every opportunity, who blushes bashfully when his looks are praised and who squirms…

*spooof*: The Delights of Voyeurism

Ogling, objectifying and de-dignifying. The rights and wrongs of “looking” have been discussed heatedly, recently. And here is my confession contribution: I am a voyeur. No, I really am. That is, what my profession is all about. I *look* for a living. And then I record my “look” on camera and sell it on as…