Perhaps inspired by the Comme des Garcons/Like the Boys post from last week, I felt the urge to express my masculine side, which, much like my feminine side, involves scowling arrogantly, greedily stuffing junk food down my throat, and telling other people what to do.

Trousers, J. Crew; oxford shirt, vest, and suspenders, thrifted; shoes, Charles David; Porkpie hat, Hats in the Belfry; Watch, Timex

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