It is with rarity and surprise that I tell you now I have a crush on a celebrity man. A ginger celebrity man. Not Prince Harry. S
Nay, a fellow by the name of JP Sears, whose work I’ve only recently become acquainted with.
JP performs satire on the current zeitgeist: the yoga, whole foods, namaslay track of life.
I discovered JP Sears through Bad Yogi (which is an awesome, wonderful, amazing brand — if you aren’t a stereotypical yogi, then you should check it out!), and starting to follow him. Everything he’s done since then cracks me up so hard. And his hair is almost as glorious as mine so we could be a super cool ginger power couple (muahahaha).
But I dunno, I’m not sure if his long red hair is like, authentic enough for me…