If “looking like a haute-couture Hobo” is the thing, this is that.
street style by the sartorialist.
(via thatkindofwoman)
“Are you saying short pants are out? Wait. Are they? They’re out. Are they out? Why are you laughing?!? It’s the beret isn’t it!”
(via eastatlanta)
“I’m the douchebag in the glasses and the pink cravat. You can’t miss me.”
“I’m the jackass in a kimono, wearing a wristband, holding a cellphone, and clutching myself effeminately. You can’t miss me.”
That jumper is awful. Hideous. Admit it, I’ve cornered you, and you have nowhere else to run. I’ve caught you wearing your mother’s Christmas throwaways. The giant scarf can’t even hide it.
“Yes, we’re twins.
Also, judging by the awkward, tense proximity of our hands, we’re also lesbian.”
“I’m starting a new band called Anorexia and The Ants!”
Japanese for douchebag is “Doushu-baggu”.
Back to Hogwarts are we, Harry Potter?
“This bag was designed by Balenciaga.
The only reason I’m carrying it is to distract you from how abnormally large my head is.”
