Lemon Gum

Today I walked around dressed like an "Internet Businessman": black wool blazer, bright pink cashmere t-shirt, Seven jeans all fucked up on the bottom with my feet bare inside my brown suede Italian loafers. I don't know why I was compelled to wear this outfit. As coincidence, a single second didn't go by that i wasn't consumed by the thought that something terrible was about to happen.

Except when i was in 7-11. I felt OK in there.

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