
If you're like us and can't get enough of male models gazing pensively into the middle distance, fatigued by thoughts of oaky casks, Objectivism, and pipe tobacco, you'll want to head over to Esquire's Fashion Layout featuring a smattering of (dude) RISD graduates, each having shrugged off their black turtlenecks and rimless specs for the not-likely-in-their-expected-pay-grade duds by Vuitton, Prada, Armani et. al.
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