frye-ly option.

Has the eight inch boot persuasion drawn you in? Are Red Wings all you see and hear? Frye's Rand Lace Boot in cognac provides wearer a rugged yet leather-soled option for those who enjoy straying from the norm or just enjoy a slight twist to a well-developed norm. USA made, you can feel enjoyment on various levels if and when you purchase these handsome boots. Fucking shoes.

saintly smells and suds.

The man takes class and the classic under a magnifying glass, magnifying only that which he deems choice and suitable for the Modern Man. Tom Ford is no doubt a religion : his exquisite hems signify purity and his cleansing bar exonerates us of our daily sins...dirt.

A fucking string clad cleansing bar. Straight genius.

spectacular.

It's almost too easy to indicate their being nothing faulty within this preview. So I wont. I spy only one barely poor-made decision. Lonely it stands, a nucleus within an impenetrable membrane of near perfection.

maddening props to you, hunter and gatti.

certainly quoddy.

Quoddy is one of those hand made, quality shoe companies that obviously invests a lot of care and effort into their production. I can only imagine that the price is well warranted, but for the past year or two, Quoddy has been flitting in and out of my forward gaze, tempting, but its peak has yet to traversed. These Black Ring Boots may just be the flag to pierce the pinnacle, staring down, crushin' con quoddy. Let's wait and manage a paycheck or two.

All American Boot. Division One.

Wolverine's 1000 Mile Boot is their homage to the back-days of the working man and prohibition. Wear with slacks and do not fret. Wear with denim....and haul some lumber through the street.

cateract-prevention. wise up.

The no-reward question of the day: Do the Ray-Ban 4141s come with green lenses? Paired with the Dark Havana frames, that'd be supreme. My eyes are bugging out for a pair.

honey.

With his ultra provocative ad campaign behind his line of fragrances, Tom Ford is and has been the 'in-guy,' the scruffy Midas of style, so no doubt his spot on tastes translate to his Private Collection. My best descriptive words for his Tobacco Vanille are both Striking and Honey. Its charm over me felt, honestly, private and my fascination with its deep smokey and honey tones were intense. Regarding the realm of sweets, I like anything and everything honey, it's the most agreeable sugar-rich food element out there as far as my tastes go. Smell is the supreme human sense, it evokes nostalgia/memories and forces your SCM immediately to involuntarily contract so as to check out a girl's ass who just passed you by. Tom Ford is obscene in the best way possible.

“A modern take on an old world men’s club. A smooth oriental, Tobacco Vanille opens immediately with opulent essences of Tobacco Leaf and aromatic spice notes. The heart unfolds with creamy Tonka Bean, Tobacco Flower, Vanilla and Cocoa, and finishes with a dry fruit accord, enriched with Sweet Wood Sap.” - Tom Ford (or his marketing goons)