Whether ordering a Dunkin' Donuts Coffee Coolata at a bowling alley or just poking a tweaked-out queen in the eyeball with a glo-stick cause she was voguing too big, Conor has an inimitable style. His is a look that says, simply, "Dontcha wish, Dontcha wish, Dontcha wish you looked like this? Coat check!!! (This jacket's expensive.)"
The real deal, folks. His weave, his fingertips, his hey-hey... it's all going on.
Conor is equally confident rocking such varied sartorial brands as Ralph Lauren, Polo Ralph Lauren, Ralph Lauren Rugby, Purple Label... I could go on. He knows that Ace is overrated--and that it's all about Mandisa. This is a guy who dwarfs my knowledge of contemporary music (read: "what the kids are listening to") and yet doesn't miss a single ad-lib when Brenda Russell throws down near the end of "Piano in the Dark."
Needless to say, I love ya dude. Here's looking forward to more two-hour brunches, three-hour gym visits, and of course, the drinking. So much drinking.
Conor is equally confident rocking such varied sartorial brands as Ralph Lauren, Polo Ralph Lauren, Ralph Lauren Rugby, Purple Label... I could go on. He knows that Ace is overrated--and that it's all about Mandisa. This is a guy who dwarfs my knowledge of contemporary music (read: "what the kids are listening to") and yet doesn't miss a single ad-lib when Brenda Russell throws down near the end of "Piano in the Dark."
Needless to say, I love ya dude. Here's looking forward to more two-hour brunches, three-hour gym visits, and of course, the drinking. So much drinking.
Big ups, McGill. Big ups. :)
Always making me laugh and looking good while doing it, I love this boy!!! Holler at me, Didds!!!