numero uno; scott schuman says hello.

blazer / theory v-neck t-shirt / aa dc pants / zara studded boots / colin stuart good god. i've gone and done it. after years of perusing, stalking, debating, i finally have my own "fashion blog". shudder. (for you.) ha. i had been silently lurking amongst the balmain-loving, lanphear-worshipping, dyi-crazed, jak&jil-inspired, igor&andre-longing, am apparel billboard-walking, unsurpassingly devoted street-style cyber community. but no longer. i officially have an identity. minus the discipline. see, i met the sartorialist a couple hours ago, and it wouldn't be right if i failed to record this moment somewhere. that would understand. or care. ha. it was brief, i didn't want to take up his time, but it made my night. it was oh-so-nice to meet the person who has so deliciously squeezed himself into your morning routine for the last few years. here's looking at you, sart.