Tonight, as the 4:10 pm LSE chugged its way east, this guy got on at Rouge Hill looking like he set the trend for every guido who ever lived in the GTA circa 1995-2001.
I sat there, just staring.
He had it all. Frosted tips. The faux work boots with steel toes. The baggy, yet tight in the ass, black Diesel jeans. The Michelin/waffle poofy jacket. The black, ribbed, tank top. The taut waist line. Oompa Loompa tan. Eyeliner and waxed lips.
I was going to photograph the shit out of this hot mess but my BlackBerry's battery was dead.
It was simply breath-taking.
And because I know you jokers need a visual, nothing describes it better than the video below.
Fast-forward to the 00:35 mark for the complete picture.
2 comments:
I totally nailed this look back in the day and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
Dude was probably on his way to see the Doc with the intent of going back to 1995.
I do hope he was picked up by his Gina in the lowered Nissan Pulsar with the doof doof music being played so loud it was distorting out of the speakers that are the entire trunk of the car.
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