I am – Fitness Photographer of the Day
Back in the ’90s, these breast implanted bitches in bright colored bathing suits and light, tight, high wasted denim where all the fuckin’ rage. They were the girls who you would see on the street and automatically assume were strippers and they were the same people that would go out to the cheesy clothing stores you thought no one shopped at to buy the latest in trash. I naturally assumed these trasy people died off when they stopped making the Trans Am, but I was wrong, they all moved to Florida and became fitness models. The funny thing is that I go to strippers all the fucking time, and they lame outfits my strippers wear are classier than this NASCAR shit. Point of the story is that I’d still fuck all these bitches, because I think it would be a good change of pace for them, you know bouncin off a belly, instead of steroid shrunken balls.
This photographer’s name is Michael Palmer, and he documents this really weird subculture…Check out some of his work:
Fitness Events
Fitness and Yoga
Physique>
Glamour
Fashion
Swimwear
