and wouldn't you know, i thought it was a song about a fish. silly me.
i wore this or something very nearly like it to a party at the house of a judge's daughter, and got frisked by the cops. of course i was also wearing a black trilby, wraparounds, and driving gloves.
hell, they probably should've shot me.
i'll take one of these, please, and one of these for my brother. [i'd want to steal it but it's more his color than it is mine.]
i tend to prefer the fabric cuffs and waistband to the elastic, with the adjustable straps; but you can't fuck with the fraser. it's like my first LSD trip in fabric form. like seeing god.
