Friday, August 26, 2011

The High Commander*

As promised, an awesome picture of my Dad's fashion sense from 1975**:
And, so as not to deprive you of ANY of his style:
Now you see where I get it, right?

*My Dad likes to be called the High Commander. In case you meet him on the street and you want to compliment him on his nice knees...
**That's my brother he's holding. I wasn't born until 1977.

1 comment:

kirida said...

You dad needs to be on this blog: