You know, just when I go blogging about how I’m so tired of Hedi Slimane style photos and of studs on everything for the past three years, these show up, and I have to eat my words. [from Hedi Slimane diary via CBD]
More after the jump.
At some point in my life I guess I’m going to get tired of Hedi Slimane, references to The Night Porter, and Jana-K-be-still-my-heart glaring and probably topless and dressed up in Balenciaga and girlified-menswear-hey-guys-androgyny-is-so-in-right-now, but today is apparently not that day.
More after the jump. NSFW. Duh.