Some say yes – cute little babies aren’t meant to be posing nekkid in some high-falutin’ magazine (L’Uomo Vogue, for the record). Some say no – they’re just cute little babies hanging out with their famous dad, any dirt you see is in your eyes, pervert.
I say – I can haz them? Seriously, they’re mega-cute and adorable. I want to squeeze them and cuddle them and hand them back when they cry. Basically, the same con I pull with every baby.
Anyhoo, this got me thinking: Diddy’s doubtful flashes of taste apart (I’m confused by those bowties: feminist statement, power dressing, fun and games, shout out to Playboy… what the hell?) –