If this young man is not channeling Thomas Wolfe, I don't know squat. Ok, hush all you h8trs. He used to work at Hymies, where he came by the suspenders, and retrofit the trousers to be southern-man-friendly. Look downward angels and observe some effin real mandals. I don't know where he got em because I was 100% in his Faulkner-esque thrall and was not listening. I was hoping the below blowup would show his
oh-ashley southern charm suspenders. Alas. One doesn't come across this shit very often.