madelined:
“ stop exaggerating. it can’t be that bad. ” leaning forward, her gaze shifts from her own phone to his. ( it’s really that bad ) keeping features neutral, she turns her attention back, tapping away to send some oh-so-important text. “ are you being sponsored by the shirt’s designer? collaborating or something? ”
❝ i’m not exaggerating — this is a real travesty. next thing you know i’m getting roasted by fashion students on youtube for my lack of style, ❞ bowie sighs, extending his phone outward so she can see. ❝ those kids are ruthless. ❞ her lack of reaction has bowie wonder if his reaction was initially too melodramatic. he turns his phone back toward himself to study the photo. ❝ not that i know of. usually i stick with dior or balmain, but i think my stylist is trying to get me to branch out of my comfort zone. though, i don’t think that this sweater is the answer. ❞


















