Passing Judgment: Michael Phelps
Michael, Michael, Michael. Let's chat.
First off, we get it -- you're tired. You haven't been home in three months. You're being paraded around like a pageant queen. You're getting down and dirty with Vegas girls. Fine. You can start to get lazy with a schedule like that. But, nevertheless, can we please put just a smidge of effort into your wardrobe? We had high hopes after your delectable GQ cover, but after the Sports Illustrated fiasco and some worrisome appearances on your book tour, we're beginning to doubt your ability to function without an A-list stylist at your side.
Case in point: your recent bookstore stop in Los Angeles. It's not really that your choices are that bad, but you look so disheveled. Tuck your shirt in, comb your hair and wear some nicer jeans. You are a superstar now whether you like it or not, so start dressing like one.
Stylelist advice: you're a tall lanky guy so don't weary baggy clothes. You look like a scarecrow when you do. What's more, throwing on a blazer every once in a while will do wonders for an outfit. It still looks casual, but stylish at the same time. You've been warned, sir.
-- SETH PLATTNER





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