I’m writing this in a cab ride, on my way home, after a late night at work. In the last two months, I’ve been so busy, school and work have kept me away from my outlet for far too long. I’ve missed creating stories on my page, like I’ve miss my mother’s fruit cakes with hard icing! Wait… Xmas is around the corner!! I’ve missed listening to the fashion dilemmas others get themselves into, and sharing my own twisted, draping ways to get them out of it. I’ve missed helping others look like a spent the rent money on an outfit when it cost no more than dinner at Daniel’s restaurant; after a Groupon! Last, but not least, I’ve missed my man craze outlet disguised as weekly themed-posts for men. Ohh how I’ve missed searching high and low for broad, well-dressed backs, let me frame the ways.
Not too long ago, the only printed fabric you would see on gents would be the handkerchief in their square pockets or a button-down shirt for vacation.
Now, with every new fashion season, the male population fighting for their printed rights are increasing.
I’m in full support of this movement, for selfish reasons of course. A man comfortable in his own sexuality will be the one to wear a placement-print short sleeve shirt or a silk Jacquard print jacket; garments that I will happily borrow, and he will wisely let me do it.