Jaeha Yoo


Small Thoughts

Aren't athletes a protected class?
I'd be more interested in hearing from the un-healed.
Print is alive and well, if a bit rotated.
Does this man not know what time it is? He knows.
The wife is less enamored of it, bit I rather like our hotel room. #needASmokingJacket
I'm not a huge car guy, but this one is pretty sick. #db9
I appreciate that #U2 is still so earnest. No irony in those boys.
If I had the guts to wear this, I could accomplish anything. I will forever be a slave to my fears.
A big pink tour bus. In case you didn't feel foolish enough.
Man purse, or 'murse'. Diesel, no less. And, yes, I am passing judgment.
I guess all you self-righteous designers are doing God's work after all.
Two good things that go great together.
Some sort of hieroglyphics on these jeans. I believe it translates to: "Unnecessarily expensive."
Tripping balls with the Easter Bunny.
A 21st century Santa Claus. A trans-national Easter bunny.
An erstwhile vampire could have done with some Fixodent.
Good hair and a gold vest. My head says no, but my heart -- and my loins -- say YES!
Sitting. Watching. Passing judgment.
I did a lot of pigeon feeding when I was younger.
Making movie and music magic at the cabin. Well, magic-ish. And movie-ish.
He's had better days.
Furs and high heels on the airport floor. Flight delays are the great equalizer.
"Photogenic" and "unsettling" go hand in hand more often then we'd care to admit.
Karaoke is dominated by middle aged dudes in leather jackets. I need a leather jacket.
Money changes hands. Buyer's remorse sets in.
I'm guessing there's a Sailor Moon outfit in the closet at home.
"Obey" flocked wallpaper. No doubt, a statement on the interplay of culture and capitalism. Expensive shit, too.
Now at Farley Bar. Prosecco, warm olives, and roast shishito peppers for the SB. #leftmypenisathome
"All you can eat" should go without saying for a spread like this.
Magners on ice. Call me a pussy, but it's hot today.
Another Surrealist parlor game?
Took 40 yrs, but finally got balloons on my b-day.
2011: Year of the Rabbit. Cutest year in history?
A tender Muni moment.