"Oh yeah, the creepy Japanese guy that's been sneaking around campus taking
pictures of dudes? He went thatta way..."
I sincerely hope the sandwich board mounts a comeback as the pinnacle of the retro-dapper trend. While we're on it - when was the last time you saw someone doing this job today
not in sweats? Today you wouldn't even wear this to a board meeting with God & Son LLC.
But if you'd like to take that meeting, something can be arranged.
Peter O'Toole was ballin' before it was ballin'.
I'll take famous Randys for $500 Alex, please.
Michael Caine at his floppiest with wife Shakira. Word on the street is that he peeped her in a coffee commercial and it was game on.
The socks are never coming back. Or, are they?
There's nothing better than a shot that makes you say "'81 or '61?"
I heard they named a fucking search engine after this dude!
My man takes suit, shirt and hat to a whole new continent.
Meanwhile, Anthony Michael Hall does nothing of the kind, but still looks kind of ill. And a little freaked out.
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