Monday, October 19, 2009

The Refined Man



                                                                              
Giancarlo always looks good. His jacket matches his shoes, the shirt is tucked perfectly into his pants, his hair always coifed, and he smells like a million bucks. We call him Gio, but he prefers to be called by his full name... Giancarlo Mastrioni. He's so European.

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About Me

Addiction is never a good thing, but sometimes it's just what you need in order to make you happy. In my case, my shoe addiction has consumed every aspect of my life. I wonder about shoes constantly, conjure up styles that don't even exist, go crazy over anything from bougie heels to lowbrow knockoffs, drool over any stylish concoctions, and fawn over my ludicrous collection, which you will see through my weird photoshoot. (I will also showcase some heels on other peoples feet.) I am secretly an Imelda Marcos hater who does not like cheese.

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