Henry Golding is some guy from England I think, and he caught my eye as I was scrolling through the pointless pictures they included in some ridiculous story somewhere and I thought, "How mean. That guy shot his mom's couch and he's wearing it all over the place". You don't have to hunt for sport anymore, it's so cruel. Just go to Michael's and buy the material you need. I have to tell you, my idea of getting dressed up is pitting on a shirt with less visible stains but this looks awful. You couldn't even wear this ironically in Wicker Park.
