Uberfluff

Today's Daily Fluff discusses the disturbing phenomenon of the Anne Geddes fan, but it occurs to me that some very lucky people may be unaware of Ms. Geddes' simultaneously cutesy and disturbing pictures of babies in costume.  So allow me to illustrate.  I am by no means anti-baby.  I agree that they can be cute, though I'm not sure why someone would want to hang a picture of some complete stranger's child in their house.  You don't see me putting a poster-sized print of Suri Cruise over my bed.  But it gets a little stranger when you're hanging a picture of someone else's baby posed like an animal or plant life.  For example:

And then there's possibly the most disturbing Geddes pic of all time (for me anyway):

Seriously, it's like a poster for contraception.  If they put that image on the front of a box of condoms, I'd never be able to browse the "personal care" aisle without grabbing a box, "just in case."

Why on earth would you willingly subject yourself to this?  Whenever I see them, I just want someone to run in there with a set of pajamas, dress the poor babies, and put them down for for a nap in a normal crib.  It produces a feeling much like the final seconds of the Faith No More "Epic" video where the fish is flopping around:  "Someone get in there quick and help that poor creature!"