Rare is the day when I feel like the Sunday New York Times is worth five bucks. At least the fashion magazines provide some entertainment. What's up with the Burberry ad? I associate that label with 60-ish men, usually British, stodgy, conservative, and at the very least, graying hair. The guy on the right gets my hot vote of the day for best windswept hair.
I enjoy thumbing through the magazines looking for the most ridiculous outfit. Here's my pick for today. Who would wear this shit? It's like the guy went to the wildest all-night party of his life, somehow lost his clothes, and had to put on whatever he could find from a clown's closet.
Hot? Or Not?
