Boobs and books. This post started off as a celebration of those two great things, the two things many would consider some of the most aesthetically pleasing in this world. They are similar in beauty and only one letter apart in name, but leagues apart in molecular structure.

Originally the goal of this post was simple juxtaposition of beautiful literary quotes with photos of models, models most scantily-clad. The quotes would compliment the images, authorial insights matching up with curves, with undergarments, with sand-flecked thighs. Genius, the critics would call it, “the best list post in years,” “enlightening,” “boobs?” The world would change forever.

But it kept growing and growing, and as madness slowly began to consume the idea, the concept transformed into something new: matching entire books with models. It is far superior to match an entire work of literature to an entire person, rather than matching a captured moment of literary beauty with a captured moment of a person’s existence. What about recommending books to those that society thinks is least likely to read them?

After hours of research into the character of several models, books were matched to their characters. Without being condescending to these women, i.e. without making recommendations that mock their intelligences (hey, they have careers whereas the recommender sells nuts in parking lots for a living), books were selected that the models might actually like, and might actually be enlightened by. No, yeah, no… some of it will be condescending.