…where are the bold and the beautiful?During the New York fashion shows, my friend Francis had a crisis: ‘No, that’s enough! Why do they choose such horrible models… we have to do something, enough monsters with interesting faces, we want handsome men!!!’.
Well, mindful of Francis’ crisis, I concentrated on the guys. Actually, this casting could be the chance to discover someone healthy, not someone who seems to have escaped by chance from a massacre or someone who had a close encounter with a tram line, or other similar characters who fashion addicts love so much. In order to find some interesting chaps, I searched among the guys who registered recently and this is the result.
I point out, for patriotism, Gaetano the Italian. First of all because he has a nice face (like a scoundrel). And also because he says he’s studying to become a nurse and it’s a relief to know that you can meet him in hospital if you have an injury. The platinum blonde matted hair in some of the photos is truly terrifying but it requires a certain degree of courage, so well done!
After him, I began to search among the most voted with great disappointment: too macho or too false. Very sporty, another Italian Andrea C. with a turban scarf on his head. It’s surprising how he can pass with nonchalance from Scarface, to a rapper pose, to the one with a green checked shirt, crawling on the sidewalk (but what kind of pose is it?). He seems to be friendly and also a guy who goes on holiday in places with incredibly lit landscapes (I’m very envious).
The next searches were a failure. I point out only Vish from India for one of his photos: an image from a holiday with a hand on a panoramic viewpoint railing (or road with a sheer drop). All of us have a photo with a hand on a railing. Me too, obviously. Well, comment and point me to some nice guys! I’ll tell Francis and make her happy too.
Lost In Fashion, Italy