Thursday, April 4, 2013

Show me what you’re made of




I have recently discussed how much I despise shows. The castings that make the Godfather feel like a blink of an eye, followed by fittings and a waiting period with the sedative power of 100cc of ketamine (horse tranquilizer).  Also discussed recently was how I just don’t book them, well something changed. What? I honestly couldn’t tell you, I have put on a couple kilos of muscle so I am certainly not smaller.  

In the past week the number of shoes has shot up to 4. My legs walked and posed for H.E. by Mango, Hugo Boss, Supersports (I work frequently for them) and just yesterday Guy Laroche. With the exception of H.E. I can provide explanations of my bookings. You ready for em?

Let’s start with Hugo Boss. This is personally one of my favourite designers, which provides a slight bonus. Other than making the round side of a hippopotamus look attractive, these clothes fit me perfectly. My body shape have wider shoulders and back, tapering into a thin waist and then thick legs. Boss suits need no tailoring to fit me properly. The glove fits so I walked.

Guy Laroche and Supersports. Well that answer is simple, clothing doesn’t really have to fit when it’s a speedo/underwear. If walking around in small underwear isn’t awkward enough, lets throw you in front of a hundred people with a spotlight on your genitals.



My opinion hasn’t really changed at all about fashion shows, as a matter of fact its likely been reinforced negatively. Although its not all complaints, the Guy Laroche show was a lingerie show with 13 beautiful and a thai celebrity (Kae Chollada or something). Worst case scenario I would still regard that as a positive experience for any straight guy. Unfortunately I cannot embed the pics but you can enjoy this link. Big thanks to the guy that edited me out of the video, you don't need to see that :P Guy Laroche Lingerie




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