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Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Givenchy, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

Chanel (Prendas Masculinas, Me gustaron tanto que decidi dejarlas aparte de las femeninas) Todas fueron expuestas en el Paris Fashion Week..

Chanel, Paris Fashion Week 2009/2010.

fornicationcrime:

whytheyrehot:

Why He’s Hot: 
He’s fucking perfect, that’s why. His deliberately coiffed brown hair, his sculpted nose and bow shaped lips. You just want to stare at him. Put him in a glass box and put his gorgeous ass on display; taking him out every few hours to erm…dust him off. 
Those eyes - and umph those lashes. He’s been taunting us with the ‘come hither’ glare since before we could legally jump his bones. Now that we can - he’d better be careful where he points those things. 
The Scruff. Goddamn it looks good dusting the edges of that bone structure. 
He has this sense of innocence about him - maybe it’s because he started off as a teenager in a Disney musical, or just because of that baby face - but whatever it is, you just want to corrupt him, in the best and worst of ways. 
 That body. It’s all strong and tan and that little happy trail leading down past those obliques…into those pants, taunting you…begging you to reach past his waistband, grab ahold of his dick and —

fornicationcrime:

whytheyrehot:

Why He’s Hot:

  1. He’s fucking perfect, that’s why. His deliberately coiffed brown hair, his sculpted nose and bow shaped lips. You just want to stare at him. Put him in a glass box and put his gorgeous ass on display; taking him out every few hours to erm…dust him off.
  2. Those eyes - and umph those lashes. He’s been taunting us with the ‘come hither’ glare since before we could legally jump his bones. Now that we can - he’d better be careful where he points those things.
  3. The Scruff. Goddamn it looks good dusting the edges of that bone structure.
  4. He has this sense of innocence about him - maybe it’s because he started off as a teenager in a Disney musical, or just because of that baby face - but whatever it is, you just want to corrupt him, in the best and worst of ways.
  5. That body. It’s all strong and tan and that little happy trail leading down past those obliques…into those pants, taunting you…begging you to reach past his waistband, grab ahold of his dick and —
Tom Ford Otoño/invierno 2010….

Tom Ford Otoño/invierno 2010….

Lavin Trajes Otoño/Invierno 2010…