“plastic clothespins” places a curvaceous woman before a full-length mirror, admiring and worshipping her own body. In “plastic clothespins” she cups heavy breasts, then turns to watch her fingers disappear from behind. The dual view in “plastic clothespins” is mesmerizing—reflections multiplying every moan and gyration. She rides her hand harder in “plastic clothespins”, mirror fogging with heated breaths until a powerful orgasm ripples through her. “plastic clothespins” turns self-love into breathtaking performance art.