I’ve never heard of WestEast Magazine, but apparently it is quite the source of artsy fashion style stuff – I’m classy, bros – and it even has a website that might be up and running eventually. And what better way to launch said website than by merging style and fashion with professional sports, because as we all know so well, athletes love them some clothes.

So which superstar athlete did WestEast reach out to for its latest issue? Was it one of our noted style icons like LeBron James, Chris Bosh, Andre Iguodala, Dwyane Wade, or even documentary filmmaker and fashion guru Baron Davis? No, it was Kris Humphries. Did you not get that from the title of this post?

Kris, 27, was apparently interested in doing the shoot because of the James Bond action hero theme and “he thought it would be a fun thing to do. He’s a guy, so the action figure theme was appealing. Plus, he wanted to help out his friend, stylist Derek Warburton, who is WestEast‘s fahion director,” an insider told Hollywoodlife.com.

As for reports that Kris did the shoot as “revenge” on Kim Kardashian with whom he’s in the midst of a divorce? — Those rumors are “ridiculous” says a source. (Via Hollywood Life)

How the hell would a fashion shoot be revenge against a girl who Tweets about not wearing makeup as an excuse to post a picture of her huge breasts? Revenge would be actually proving in court that Kim Kardashian is guilty of fraud and that she knowingly and maliciously entered into a fake marriage to fool companies into paying her upwards of $17 million.

Revenge isn’t dressing up like a douchebag and making pouty faces because you think it makes you look like a British movie spy. Hollywood Life also has some exclusive pictures from Humphries’ shoot that I’ve included after the jump. Enjoy. But be ready for the last one. It’s a doozie.

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A while back I thought it might be fun to watch Khloe & Lamar and recap it for our readers and after a whopping two episodes I gave up, because there was only so much I could take of scripted love and Lamar Odom’s best friend, Jamie Sangouthai, who it the real life Turtle from Entourage. You guys could have threatened my life for not providing recaps anymore and I would have just said, “Tough yeti titties.”

It’s also important to point out that I now try very hard to pretend that this show doesn’t exist, because I want the Kardashians to be concealed in ice and fired into the Marianas Trench, only to be sealed with an ancient Incan curse. But it’s futile, because every so often they do something that is either so insane or trashy and I just can’t ignore it. Enter: The Khloe and Lamar sex swing.

Khloe and Lamar are obviously very open about their sex life, and I can’t even describe how much that shrinks my stomach. Seriously, screw eating disorders. Just think about Khloe strapped into a swing, hanging from her ceiling while Lamar dances around in gym shorts as some sort of mating ritual. Having trouble picturing that?

Here. WATCH A VIDEO OF IT.

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We sometimes receive video and picture tips that are rather vague, and they’re not always easy for our crack research team (read: two homeless guys addicted to meth) to figure out. For instance, Croatian bodybuilder Robopanda sent me a clip of a soccer match this morning, and while I know that I can call Las Carretas for catering services, I don’t know much else about this game, nor do I need to. Because there’s not a chance in hell that I would ever go to a soccer field that is also home to a billion bees.

During this soccer match of unknown origins, bees swarmed the field and attacked the players, and while I’m no beeologist, I do know that if you’re being attacked by a bee, let alone thousands of bees, you need to get the F out of Dodge. You are not supposed to lie down and stay perfectly still and/or swing your arms wildly as if fending off a rapist. Additionally, I think it’s safe to say that you shouldn’t drape a large piece of cloth over someone being attacked by bees to trap them in with his face. But maybe these soccer players knew something I don’t.

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I just got back from the airport, and this is the post I keep behind the glass that reads IN CASE OF EMERGENCY BREAK OPEN, so here we are.

There is absolutely nothing going on today in sports. Nothing…unless you count the women’s NCAA tournament, which I don’t. And let’s not make this a big gender debate, either. I just don’t watch it. A lot of people don’t watch the NHL, either, but you never not call the NHL a sport. Cumbersome grammar aside, I think I made my point: Nothing happening. Except this photo edit of Roger Goodell’s face on some porn star’s body. I dare you to call this anything but news.

I envision Roger Goodell as a forceful lover. That Catholic upbringing can have a stifling effect on bedroom creativity. Plus there’s the whole ginger thing. Problems at work. Facing a big potential pay cut this fall. These all seem like ingredients for violent coitus. Not that I’m thinking about getting intimate with the NFL commissioner or anything. It just seemed more interesting than talking about the Knicks.

I’m sure there’s some sports news and gossip out there someplace, and we’ll find it. You can spend the next 60 minutes washing your eyeballs out. Thanks as always for reading With Leather.

Sadly, Lamar tapped out a long time ago.

A few months ago, we brought you news that Los Angeles Lakers sweet tooth Lamar Odom and his chupacabra wife Khloe Kardashian would be releasing their own designer fragrance for both men and women. And if you were holding your breath and praying for its release, well wait no longer – “Unbreakable” has arrived. With Valentine’s Day around the corner, Perfumania will be fully stocked with Khlomar’s new fragrance, which includes a variety of unique ingredients that come together to define this unisex scent of love:

It possesses a blend of Italian bergamot, sparkling clementine, Asian saffron, green apple, African geranium, sheer jasmine, lily of the valley, juicy red fruits, texas cedarwood, tonka bean, vanilla bean and dark chocolate. (Via Celebrity Mania)

I guessed a sweaty bag of Skittles and Pacific Ocean seaweed. Close enough.

Video for Unbreakable after the jump…

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Mexico City played host to the 15th annual International Clown Convention, at which 700 clowns gathered to attempt to break the world record for scaring the ever-loving piss out of children. When they were done with that, they also went after the world record for longest laugh at 20 minutes, which I assume is held by the first girl I had sex with.

Sadly, the clowns were only able to laugh for 15 minutes, presumably because truckloads of drug cartel soldiers arrived and shot them all to death. But all was not lost, as that 15 minute laugh was good enough to set the national record for longest laugh in Mexico. The previous longest national laugh was set by the audience during the filming of an episode for Pepe y Paco, in which a grown man dressed as an ice cream cone ripped off a woman’s bra and then threw her into a swimming pool filled with mouse traps. Ay dios mio!

Terrifying clown orgy video after the jump.

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