HOF: What Are You Wearing Right Now - Part III

[ianGP]

far left is Sir F?

 

[Maximus Rex]



Spoiler: Warning: Spoiler!

Who makes your tassel loafers?

 

[ianGP]



And actually it was Mr. Field who shortened the above jacket for me.

He's shortened the rear of one of my jackets from the top. He's done well by me!

 

[black_umbrella]

second day of symposium. Apparently you have to practice to make sure you don't take stupid looking photos.

feel like I'm mixing a little summer fall here.

 

[in stitches]



far left is Sir F?

close, he is in the middle. moustache is just starting to fill in.

 

[Frankie22]

You are equating "plantation worker" with "slave." Please stop before you trigger another senseless argument like the one in MC Casual.

Agree, or we will have to endure JapanAlex for no less than 4 pages

 

[b1os]

Well, I hope he doesn't take a look at Mr. Sam's latest masterpieces.

 

[Frankie22]

Well, I hope he doesn't take a look at Mr. Sam's latest masterpieces.

 

[in stitches]



Well, I hope he doesn't take a look at Mr. Sam's latest masterpieces.

brb

edit awesome, thanks for the tip off.

 

[TRINI]



Looks great, R.

 

[in stitches]



Looks great, R.

+1. what is the background? very cool.

 

[Liam O]

im on the far right

left and right are obv. off duty clowns who work in old timey villages. one in the middle, while he's marginally less insanely dressed, has that cold eye corpse smile and ****-stash that make me sure he's going to murder me in my sleep, **** my corpse, then use my skin to make a pair of light tan boat shoes and matching hat.

 

[upr_crust]



left and right are obv. off duty clowns who work in old timey villages. one in the middle, while he's marginally less insanely dressed, has that cold eye corpse smile and ****-stash that make me sure he's going to murder me in my sleep, **** my corpse, then use my skin to make a pair of light tan boat shoes and matching hat.

No more midnight revivals of "Silence of the Lambs" for you, mister - It's obviously warping your mind.

 

[in stitches]



left and right are obv. off duty clowns who work in old timey villages. one in the middle, while he's marginally less insanely dressed, has that cold eye corpse smile and ****-stash that make me sure he's going to murder me in my sleep, **** my corpse, then use my skin to make a pair of light tan boat shoes and matching hat.

soooooooooooooo friends of yours?

 

[Liam O]

soooooooooooooo friends of yours?

Obv. no. I wouldn't associate with anyone who wore that little wool, that few patterns, or pants that can't pass for leggings in bad light. Charlatan