My boyfriend is always ever so well dressed.
He’s tall, lean, built, has a very fitting well groomed beard, and tortishell rimmed Ray Bans. He started following a men’s fashion blog to find about new things to wear, and this morning I opened my lap top to the French Connection homepage.
Tom Hanks sorta looks like him when he has his winter beard.
Either way, Scott’s style is fly. And mine is not. It’s rare there is a day I don’t wear jeans and a tee shirt, or sweat pants and a tee shirt, or yoga pants and sweat shirt. It’s what I feel cozy in.
Oh well, he makes me look good I guess.