boys on film

john taylor still has the ability to reduce me to that sort of girl. and if you don't know what I mean, it really isn't worth the time in explaining. I won't get it right and you won't understand.

let's just contemplate this picture instead:




things I love:
boys who can wear white pants
rolled up shirtsleeves
bare ankles, wrists & collarbones
the pulling off of casual
treehouses
hair that makes you want to pull
seersucker