On Our Way To Crazy

So I’ve been sitting here all day, thinking about how I need to post something because it’s been almost a week. But I didn’t really have time to write anything long. Then I saw something out my window that just had to be shared.

Across the alleyway from our building is a recording studio. All kinds of random people come in and out, and today was no exception. Not five minutes ago, a man in the sweetest outfit I have ever seen on a non-joking person came out.

White shirt. Pale yellow pants. Loafers with no socks.

HOT.