Terry Richardson is a world-famous, 47-year old fashion photographer and he probably has the best job in the world for a guy. Sure, he’s been accused of sexually exploiting young models in the past, but those models and the equally famous fashion designers have almost always come to his defense. Andif he was, in fact, a creepy ol’ pervert, models and actresses would probably stop agreeing to put on his trademark eyeglasses and give him the thumbs up after each shoot.

His latest subject is 20-year old Spring Breakers star Selena Gomez, whom Richardson shot for the April issue of Harper’s Bazaar. I really only know three things about Gomez:

1. She’s the star of Spring Breakers, in theaters now.
2. She sang that “Love you like a love song” song and the lyrics kill my brain cells at a terrifying pace every time I even think about them.
3. She used to date Justin Bieber, who currently seems to be teetering on meltdown, while Gomez appears poised to break out as a big(ger) star.

It certainly can’t hurt her chances that people go nuts over Richardson’s photo shoots, and these trademark shots of flannel and nerd glasses – previously seen on our dear friend Kate Upton – are probably about to be posted everywhere. So it’s safe to say that this is going to be a pretty good weekend for Gomez.

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A while back we brought you the first pictures of Jared Leto playing an HIV-positive transvestite on the set of Dallas Buyer’s Club. After he ruined his kidneys gaining weight for that Mark David Chapman movie almost no one saw and the ones that did hated a few years back, I guess he figured he’d give this whole method acting thing another go. And now here he is posing for photographer to the stars.

Things required to do Terry Richardson’s job:

• A camera

• A klieg light

• A prisony-looking rape wall

• Largely inexplicable fame

Nothing against the guy, he’s obviously living the life, I just don’t get it. Did he get famous for other kinds of pictures before he started taking harshly-lit photographs of people standing in front of brick walls? I know I’m in front of a computer right now, but I refuse to look up this fact.

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Aw, photographers score all the hot tail.

Here’s James Franco refusing to be pigeon-holed as the actor who likes gay stuff by appearing in drag on the cover of Candy, which is apparently a fashion magazine for transvest-types.  (Aw, isn’t it cute how I pretend not to have heard of it?)  I guess he makes decently pretty girl.  He’s do-able.  Definitely no Jared Leto though.  That chick is sexy as hell, I mean look at those lips.

Anyway, I think James Franco is a great actor who’s a lot smarter and funnier than 99% of people in the entertainment business, but even I’m starting to think him doing gay stuff all the time is bordering on creepy, and not because of the gay thing.  More in an Olivia Munn-esque, trying-too-hard sort of way.  I mean, I could hang out in gay bars and get bought free drinks too*, but I don’t, and it’s not because of homophobia.  At a certain point it’s just false advertising.

*No, not as many as James Franco, I’m sure.  I mean, I’ve got great cheekbones, but those can only take you so far when you’ve got these matronly hips. (*pouts, eats ice cream*)