Navel Gazing

It’s not often that I get a flood of emails but during the past week I received just that. (For those pondering what constitutes a “flood” here, it’s five. Beat that, Drudge!) All thanks to this Jezebel post on belly art and this one. A few of the highlights:


Presumably, those who sent me the items on belly art thought they’d be releasing the hounds. “I’ll send the Bird this ridiculousness and wait for her to unleash her scorn,” they figured. But when I look at this I see young women merely interested in passing on to their offspring their love for drug-referencing cartoon characters, sub-par baseball teams, and undersea exploration (and public displays of mismatched underwear) through the majesty of art. No, judge not these women as Twinkie-cream-for-brains harbingers of the apocalypse with their flagrantly bared “look at meeeee!” bellies smeared with toxic paints leaching into their bloodstream and further loosening their mental underpinnings. They are today’s young patronesses of the arts! Huzzah I say, huzzah! As such, even the Bird has decided to let down her hair and have a little fun.

Oh wait. No she hasn’t. This is as close as I’m getting to “belly art.” Little nipper better understand the significance of Toulouse-Lautrec’s rapid work style and visible brushstrokes by the time she arrives.


2 Responses to “Navel Gazing”

  1. Phil Says:

    I am simply confused by the Arizona Diamondbacks choice. Did they pay her? Otherwise, why the Arizona Diamondbacks?

  2. babybird Says:

    My working theory: one of the Arizona Diamondbacks put their baby inside her.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: