It's Everything.
This Ben Sherman quote is one that i do try to live by. At least i thought so. But then there are those early mornings on the train when i don't have the time to have my face washed or my hair done. with my shirt sticking out at the back, tie loosely clinging somewhere between my chin and navel. Clearly, as much as i tell myself that it is the case, it is not a mantra i am able to live by.
i simply use it to justify buying clothes i can't afford and products i don't really need.
one of the biggest fashion faux pas' in my opinion is the fascination that men have with white shoes, particularly at relatively formal events. white shoes and suits simply screech tres bogan and are generally complemented with JD & coke. i don't understand why people feel the need to wear white shoes to the races, weddings, formals etc and break tradition as well as grossly offend anyone who has not accompanied them through this sin. today i was waiting for some lights to change at George St and noticed someone on the other side of the road in a black suit and white shoes. it was like looking directly into the sun. you hate it, it really really hurts, but you can't stop. i had to walk into Hugo Boss and have a quick look around straight after to make myself feel better about the world. luckily, it worked.
with the Autumn Carnival racing coming up i am not looking forward to seeing the trendy guys with their white shoe ensemble so may need to drink copious amounts of alcohol. classy.
oh well it could be worse, before they went under Ed Hardy could have produced suits...
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