Good heavens. The eye, naturally repulsed by every item of this man’s clothing, is drawn away, to anything else in the room…and alights on some sort of rodent enclosure, a print of one of the lesser St. Ives School artists, and a Ken Follett novel. Life in this household is just one endless round of misery, it would seem.
Am I Chap? October Edition
This month’s round-up of photographs sent in by readers for the ultimate sartorial assessment. Guy Walters
