Monday, June 27, 2011

Fearless facial fur

Owen.  "O" as in OMG those are awesome chops, and "wen" as in when is this going to make a comeback?

I passed Owen on the street, made the connection as to what I just saw, and backtracked promptly.  These are chops of which Elvis himself would be in awe.  Sidenote: I'm not too thrilled to see that I do the same photo-wobble stance my grandmother does.  Ha.

Jason
I stopped Jason first because of his outfit; it's high time the tuck-in came back in style--it's more polished, and more flattering (let's show those waists people)--not too mention the très-European pant cuff.

But then I took a closer look....


It's glorious.

If I were him, I'd put a little pomade on the ends of that 'stache and twirl it like a silent movie villain.  Oh, and a monacle.  What was that?  Did I mean for Halloween?  Oh.  Oh of course I did.  Of course.

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