Floribundashawlman is working with an entirely different taste metric. At first I thought perhaps ironic? On second thoughts perhaps spasmodic? With the ‘bar’ being lowered on a daily basis (Now approaching Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen, if he lived under a bridge a few years) I’m forced to conclude what we are observing is either a genuine cry for help or a catastrophic mind shart. I fear what will be served as an encore.
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My money’s on a corduroy kilt
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At this point, a raffia cummerbund, thigh high velvet waders and a cling film cod-piece all seem par for the course. Are all disruptors paid by Trump?
Tartan [plaid] corduroy is A Thing…
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100% wool… We is ok. Also, Lord Boots is my Health and Safety Officer! 
Nice work, Officer…
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Well spotted; I do not normally visit Weatherspoons; is there a Dress Code there? 
Soup Kitchen 
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Do you own any tracksuits?
What the fuck is a tracksuit?
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Exactly
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Like a bastard union of Polyvelds and Moonboots…essential meat-feet apparel.
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Strong geriatric/orthopedic vibe going-on: Do Like 
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Moonboots?! Nothing like Moonboots that seem to be the darling of 17yo girls around ski resorts.
Ryan Reynolds would look good in a carrier bag.
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Lunatic wear.
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