I should be sleeping, yet the sartorialist tugs at my sleeve, uncompromising in his tight gaze and generous affection for the humanity of his subjects.
17 March 2008
Extreme Fashion
I should be sleeping, yet the sartorialist tugs at my sleeve, uncompromising in his tight gaze and generous affection for the humanity of his subjects.
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