NEW CELINE CABAS BAG
If you have enough cash to blow $800+ on an Hermes belt, then you should have enough cash to give approximately zero fucks whether anyone ever sees said belt on your emaciated waistline. Lesson learned? Never tuck a tee. Period.
In case you are wondering who this boner is, his name is Filippo Fiora, and he runs a God awful blog called The Three F. It’s basically just glamour shots and #wealth. You know, that West Egg new money shit: daddy busts his ass to work his way out of the lower-middle class so that sonny dearest, in this case F Cubed (a 24 year old student in Milan, mind you), can waste it all by traveling the world and taking pretty pictures of all the excessively expensive items he’s accumulated, all because he needs his self-worth validated by mindless drones with comments like this:
Filippo, I really think you’ve got to be someone in the fashion industry! You’re so chic and stylish always!! The Prada brogues look amazing on your feet!!!
Disclaimer: Everything above is complete conjecture; I do not personally know Filippo (nor care to know him). It’s just that, if I were a betting man, I’d put the house on it that I am correct. The end.