image via 100discounts.com, that should tell you something.
First off, I can't even say the word "leather" with out thinking of Stella and her fave "leatha."
Okay, as I mentioned (here) I just started "hanging out" with a new guy.
I kinda like him.
BUT...
he wears a leather jacket. Gag.
I don't think that there is ever really a good excuse for a leather jacket. (Well, maybe this one.)
But let's remember... I live in Washington, DC. The capitol of the sneaker/nylon wearing world and as I wandered the streets today thinking about my boy and his leather jacket I started to notice that the streets were plaqued with tacky leather jackets.
This might be one of my deal-breakers.
BUT...
He gets points though, I mean, since he is a Marine. And that's just hot.
2 comments:
Oh my, a leather jacket wearer. Please tell me it is at least black and not that horrid tan/brownish blazer type. Ewww...makes my skin crawl.
Haha. I thought the same thing when I saw your post title - Leathuh. Stella, you minx.
Lets hear more about this boy. Sometimes you just have to look past things that irk you about a boy and you will grow to love it. Example number one: Hoagie Haven. haha.
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