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)