Spring Fever

What will you wear?
Well, I've just got that feeling again. Maybe it's my scheduled trips below the Mason-Dixon. If you haven't figured it out, I'm still on the road about half the month. Warm weather makes me think of those rediculous outfits that seem to jump out of nowhere. I'd rather see the outfit above, than another 42 year old fag in an Ambercombie tank-wanna-be-halter-top, tattered visor, and flip flips.
There's something about anti-wrinkle eye cream and flip flops that looks out of place anywhere north of Florida.





