I’m not sure what it is about this photo that gives me so much delight. I just love it. The scarf is top shelf to say the least. It’s thrown on with true “who gives a fuck” attitude. The conflicting textures of a straw hat, cashmere sweater, denim pant and silky scarf have me dying to let the tactile pads of my finger tips explore his person. I have to imagine that’s the intended purpose of this ensemble: drum up some touchy feely business.
The chest is laughing at the cardigan’s attempt to contain it. It’s explosively powerful. That much is obvious. High percentage of rapid-twitch-muscles in those hairy mounds. I’d hate to be the bench press bar on the business end of those fuckers. Its a rocket-paced ride to full extension.
The stance says it all. Dropped shoulder and a half-cocked smile that screams, “You’ll never know if I’m in on this joke, suckas.”
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HOLY SWEET GOD HIS FACE.
I CAN’T LOOK AT IT ANYMORE.
but I must.
because he is GORGEOUS.
ABOUTI'm Agatha, 19, UCSD class of 2016!