Tuesday, September 15, 2009

me and my wifey.

'After hearing the words 'I do,' he briskly lifted her veil - Oscar fucking de la Renta - and stared into the dark reflective lens, he knew at this moment, he felt with all his emotions, that the woman behind these glamour-soaked tortoise frames, this woman was truly his one and only....his lil' hood thang.'

An excerpt from the daily ramblings of saba noori sadeghi, not to be found in local bookstores as it has yet to be picked up by a publisher, but I hope you get the point I'm laying down. Leave it to Scott Schumann to find today's 'bell of the ball' wearing some utmost chiq, retro-classic, movie star frames that'd make me double take. This lady has got something going on. Snap.

post script - scott, don't press charges. (photo by scott schumann - the timeless Sartorialist)

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