let's hear it for the boy

i don't really pay a great deal of attention to men's fashion. don't misunderstand me, guys are fabulous, and there's nothing better than a good-looking boy in a fantastic outfit (well, apart from a well-made campari and soda, but how often do you come across them, really?). it's undeniably true. but what i can't deny is that usually i just can't be bothered when it comes to keeping up with their runway stuff. even as it is i sometimes feel completely overwhelmed by style.com, i couldn't even begin to start delving into the men's wear.

HOWEVER this changes everything:

ann demeulemeester, i adore you: it's like you've taken mr darcy in some funeral garb, thrown on jack-on-crack pirate boots, dipped him in sex and made him join an indie band. electric feel, indeed.