1. koniser:

Get-ups we like We’d lose the shirt, without hesitation. The rest of the outfit, though, is bang on the money. Lastly, trade the satchel for a minimally styled, Italian-leather number, and you’d be well onto something.
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Four inch collars are about as useless to a man’s wardrobe as mesh condoms are to keeping his dick clean.
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    koniser:

    Get-ups we like
    We’d lose the shirt, without hesitation. The rest of the outfit, though, is bang on the money. Lastly, trade the satchel for a minimally styled, Italian-leather number, and you’d be well onto something.

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    Four inch collars are about as useless to a man’s wardrobe as mesh condoms are to keeping his dick clean.

    (Source: thesartorialist.com, via koniser)

  2. Further proof that a large portion of our idols have absolutely no taste whatsoever: they pay boners like Brad Goreski to dress them.  Lawrence spoke God’s word when he said that people are under the assumption that “knotting up a bow tie suddenly makes you well-dressed.”  
I mean, look at this turd.  I wore shoes like that during my fist-pumping, eyebrow-waxing, D’Jais-frequenting days.  Put another way: I wore shoes like that when I had no fucking idea how to dress like a normal member of society.  So what does that say about B-Rad?  I wish I could answer this question and just put an end to this rant, but how could I do such a thing when his trousers are billowing at his ankles like a useless parachute?  Or when his waistcoat’s bottom button is fastened?  And I know he loves his accessories, but dude, come on—he’s no Atticus Finch.  What in God’s name is he carrying in his briefcase?  A couple of extra pairs of underpants for the seemingly oft-occurring happenstance of him shitting himself in disbelief every time someone like Jessica Alba throws him a couple of bones for his “world class” styling abilities?  
What a joke.

    Further proof that a large portion of our idols have absolutely no taste whatsoever: they pay boners like Brad Goreski to dress them.  Lawrence spoke God’s word when he said that people are under the assumption that “knotting up a bow tie suddenly makes you well-dressed.”  

    I mean, look at this turd.  I wore shoes like that during my fist-pumping, eyebrow-waxing, D’Jais-frequenting days.  Put another way: I wore shoes like that when I had no fucking idea how to dress like a normal member of society.  So what does that say about B-Rad?  I wish I could answer this question and just put an end to this rant, but how could I do such a thing when his trousers are billowing at his ankles like a useless parachute?  Or when his waistcoat’s bottom button is fastened?  And I know he loves his accessories, but dude, come on—he’s no Atticus Finch.  What in God’s name is he carrying in his briefcase?  A couple of extra pairs of underpants for the seemingly oft-occurring happenstance of him shitting himself in disbelief every time someone like Jessica Alba throws him a couple of bones for his “world class” styling abilities?  

    What a joke.

    (Source: chocolate4lulu)

  3. epitomeofstreetstyle:

Brad Goreski, NYC

Thanks to Lawrence, Justin and Sean I am entirely too hungover to be caustic and witty, so instead this will have to do: “Look at me, I’m a fucking idiot.”
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    epitomeofstreetstyle:

    Brad Goreski, NYC

    Thanks to Lawrence, Justin and Sean I am entirely too hungover to be caustic and witty, so instead this will have to do: “Look at me, I’m a fucking idiot.”

    (Source: streetpeeper.com)

  4. bradgoreski:

Black friday outfit: sweater, shirt, belt by michael Bastian for GANT, jeans: Dsquared, vest: Brunello cucinelli, boots: red wing (Taken with instagram)

Dressed by the internet, I’ve never seen someone look so awful in Cucinelli.  I predict he becomes the male Snooki by 2013.  But then again, I’ve never seen someone with less talent make more of himself than this doucher, so, can’t knock the hustle.  
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    bradgoreski:

    Black friday outfit: sweater, shirt, belt by michael Bastian for GANT, jeans: Dsquared, vest: Brunello cucinelli, boots: red wing (Taken with instagram)

    Dressed by the internet, I’ve never seen someone look so awful in Cucinelli.  I predict he becomes the male Snooki by 2013.  But then again, I’ve never seen someone with less talent make more of himself than this doucher, so, can’t knock the hustle.