My parents told me this morning that their news station is showing video of people skiing to work. Thats preposterous.
As I mentioned earlier, my dream in life is to be photographed for the Sartorialist. Everyday when I get dressed, I try to decide what the chances are that we’ll cross paths. Yesterday I highly doubted that Scott Schuman would be traipsing around in the muck with camera in hand, so my outfit was sub par to say the least.
I was wrong.
Although if I’m going to be on Sartorialist, I want it to be in a perfect outfit where everyone can clearly tell that its me.
I’m ready for my close-up, Mr. Schuman.