I was locked in my bathroom innocently checking out Candice Swanepoel behind the scenes of yet another sexy photoshoot when I got confused by the virtual entry of a bunch of male models. Not confused in the way ten-percent of young boys get confused in middle school when they realize they like watching Glee. I mean, confused as in, why the fuck do they ruin a perfectly good female photoshoot with a bunch of topless dudes?
I don’t envy male models. They have to suck a lot of dick to work their way up the chain. They have to do tons of stomach crunches. I don’t want to have to do either of those things, which is why I chose not to enter that particular profession. Coincidentally, that profession felt the same way about me. Why a dude wants to be a male model, short of the very few who make a ton of dough, I don’t quite get. But mostly I just want them to go away and leave Candice videos alone.
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Ed’s Note: Meet our new beauty columnist! (No, that’s not her at the left. That’s Lindsey Wixson.) Contessa Schexnayder is a makeup artist and has been shackled to the beauty industry for over nine years, working for such lines and retailers as Nars, MAC, Bobbi Brown, Blue Mercury, and Space NK. She is a self-proclaimed ingredient know-it-all, and likes long walks on the beach. 
It’s not exactly a secret that Conde Nast has been a little late to the whole Internet thing. Look no further than the fact that their most famous fashion title–Vogue, in case you weren’t sure–only got a dot com a few years ago. So it makes sense the famed publisher is trying to make up for lost time.
