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My wardrobe is ill-prepared for springtime festivities. All my shirts are black, grey, navy blue or ugly pastels, and you know it as well as I do that said color scheme lacks the potential for true, faux pas spring fashion. ‘Tis the season after all for men to look fruity and wear stupid-looking pants like capris, and I’ll rightfully apologize beforehand for my imminent disgracing of the California name.
I’m not sure exactly what the California style is supposed to be, but there’s some nonsense going around that Californians are mad fashionable and uber-stylish all the time, so I’m guessing it’s my duty to dress extra fruity. Sadly, there will be none of that chez Alex this spring, unless my mom becomes Super Mom With Excellent Taste And Inclination For Buying Me Inexpensive Diesel Stuff and sends me an entirely new wardrobe of orange, green, blue and flaming hot pink. But mostly orange.
I’m counting on you, mom… assuming of course that you even know I have a website.