Showing posts with label cleansing bar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cleansing bar. Show all posts

Thursday, December 17, 2009

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.