I’m the last person to give fashion advice. But the little bit I do know… your shirt looks like a pajama top… maybe you have bad pictures but based on your complexion you should should be wearing darker shirts cause the light shirts combined the whiteboy that you are(like me) is washing you out big time stay away from the lighter colored shirts, especially white.
I like the cloth of your black tie (at least what I can tell of it looks fancy) don’t like your knot though (allthough I am super fond of the triangle knot) but that has nothing to do with anything. But concerning your knot it looks like you have a big head so you’re gonna want a smaller knot smaller head bigger knot. Don’t remember where I learned that but it stuck.
No disrespect intended just sharing.
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Gunnar, get some solid colored shirts. Hate me if you will, but some soft goldular tone might be nice. I honestly don’t know why men don’t pay attention to what’s beyond the grit of being into the image of tshirts and then, there’s all the rest. well. most men. seriously. there’s a reason why Pablo looks the way he looks, why Chris Connelly looks the way he looks, why Bill Rieflin looks the way he looks. And it’s not because they get up in the morning and don’t care. were that the case, Bill would look like somebody who had dyed his hair too much and never had it cut. Chris would look like a girl, and Paul would look like a skinny exhippy bumming a cigarette and trying to look cool. whilst asking. and I know several people here didn’t like Connelly’s handlebar moustache, but in context, it worked! (disclaimer, yes I have known many dragqueens, but what the hell) Peace, people.
And wearing my blonde exodus shirt.
that reminds me…are the rumors of Al sleeping with a tranny true?!
chris mentions in his book there were rumors al slept with a transsexual prostitute.
A second hand report of a “rumor” . . . . and yet, I still find it more believable than many of Al’s supposed first-hand factual reports of various events . . .
The story about Al’s roadie tripping on acid and the two of them sneaking into the zoo at night and the roadie chasing down and raping the ostrich . . . . yeah, I’m just going to say that NEVER happened.
oh yeah,calvin klein pj pants. dark blue. malekko heavy industry light blue shirt. and my swiss army watch and platinum wedding band and georg jensen eternity ring. I go light on the jewels. most times.
drag queens rule. (when they’re good) don’t know about al and his proclivities to that side, but what fun, folks?
one old friend in chicago dressed as part of a famous painting, for a drag ball. my friend wore afro wigs on his ankles and wrists, and a black bodysuit.he was a poodle. gorgeous.
I bought new skinny black pants and a couple all black fitted button up shirts. The receptionist said I looked good, so I must have done something right.
Yes indeed, the ''tranny" who conned me into taken her/him back to his/her flat was indeed a perfect example of supreme hotness.
If I’d been a more adventurous type…we’d be discussing this in a “Taboo Things You Have Done And Are Not Ashamed To Admit It” thread.[/reply]
I was in Bangkok during Fashion Week and there were a bunch of premiere shows and events throughout this large shopping area. I was having a good time drinking and watching the various presentations and whatnot with all the hot glamorous chicks. Eventually I had to go back to my hotel so I headed back to the rail station.
There were two ladies heading to the station at the same time and they were going for the same train. AWESOME, I thought. I get to ride the train with some super hot models. I was walking behind them and contemplating their beauty when I started looking closer at their legs and thought, “Those legs look pretty strong.”
Then something clicked and I realized that these super sexy women were actually super sexy men. No, seriously, they looked REALLY good. I’ve also seen some real stunners in the Philippines.
If this is what Gerda had in mind she was on to something. I got a handful of compliments at work and on my way home a random black chick waved at me while crossing the street.
