January 15, 2012 |
Bouffant boys and even a few beardies, all in trademark super glam garms from Daniele Cavalli. We’d like to be the sort…hell, we might just force ourselves to become the sort! Nothing a few years in the gym, hours in the hairdresser (serious weave needed for that quiff) and days at the hands of a tattooist cant fix. Sounds a little extreme? But what can we say? Exciting fashions provoke extreme reactions. We want to wear velvet smoking jackets when we’ve a do to attend, and we need a heavily embellished biker jacket for the journey home (the air con in those blacked out limo’s, get’s rather breezy). We at 10 are not Cavalli boys by birth (despite our fabulous mediterranean Mama), but we NEED to dream a little! We may not have the god given ingredients to pull off a head to toe exit, but we do like to dip our toes. A splash of Zebra here, a dash of croc there. You get the picture?!
by Vincent Levy
Photographer: Jason Lloyd-Evans
