Products and Services Vol. 1 : I FFFFound Some Boobies!

As a creative out there trying to put bacon on the sandwich, I find myself searching for a sparkling moment in the workday that might inspire my creativity and stop me from perusing porn, and researching what food products go great with barbecue sauce. If you choose to work from home, and are a man, porn and bbq sauce can literally suck away a whole afternoon.

While delving into the internet, I came across a dandy little scrap book known as FFFFound.com. It’s a common site for designers who purchase socks and underwear at American Apparel, and it boasts an inspirational collection of images. The blog collects image files, design elements, and photography from a a variety of sources and tags the images in a rather smart, esoteric way. If you chose to click on an interesting letterpress business card, it might lead you some examples of Rem Koolhaas buildings that were constructed out of business cards. At FFFFound!, it’s all about visual connections.

There is however one inherent flaw to the web architecture involved with FFFFound!. It seems that every image is only six degrees separated and about three mouse clicks away from photos of the nude female body. Whether it be luscious bosoms, Sophia Loren Polaroids, or photos of various nude, European hipsters, for a design site, it's a little disconcerting.

Today, I came very close to pleasuring myself to a topless photo of Lilly Allen. I was in the midst of editing some copy, and I visited FFFFound! for some creative inspiration. After looking at Swiss type, indie rock posters, and Milan architecture, I stumbled across the aforementioned Ms. Allen’s topless photo shoot for ID magazine. FFFFound! knows how this works, and it knows what lurks in the Pantone colored heart of the creative pervert. Suddenly, and without warning, I was no longer a designer or a writer, but a twelve year old British boy, who fancies slightly chubby, drunken pop singers with a penchant for Jamaican organists.

Thanks to FFFFound!, and it’s plethora of weirdo erotica, today I own one less sock and discovered a new dinner entitled, ‘bbq bananas’.