Dapper. That is the best word to describe Josef—or maybe elegant. Dapper and elegant in his charcoal gray suit, his white starched collar that flashes bright against his nighttime skin. Dapper and elegant, so unlike the house in which he was raised, all broken and chipped-away and cockroach-infested and lonely. His siblings found it in their hearts to call that place home, but Josef never did. When he turned eighteen, he left it all behind for the pursuit of beauty. And by the dapper and elegant looks of things—the satisfied expression on his face—he has found it.
Another drabble! Sort of on purpose this time, though. This weekend was crazy fun. Friday night: Steampunk dance party at Ace Bar. Saturday night: 90's dance party at Beauty Bar. Sunday night: Moody's Pub and Mad Men at the Fat Cat. It was all quite lovely.
Here's a picture of me and my friends being super bored in the 90's on Saturday:
Speaking of lovely, isn't the new Spring look of PTKY just fantastic?! Leta is the best.