I’m Ron Burgundy?

Peter Jackson’s new Made To Measure service is perfect for someone like me, who has a hard time with off-the-rack suiting.
Everything is perfectly fitted, tailored to my body, and I hand picked all the details, from the fabric, to the buttons, to the style of suit (3 piece with double breasted waist coat.)

Shot by Walt Loveridge.

One of my favorite things about fairy tail is the men’s collectively bizzar fashion sense.




The fuck are you wearing?

The fuck is this?

What is on your shoulder, Gajeel?  The fuck is that made of, feathers? From what?

Why is the armor only on your shins?

Why is your shirt only sleeves?

Are those pants really necessary? Or functional?

This whole outfit is a shit post.

Seriously, is this supposed to be a vest or a jacket?

Bickslow has two different versions of this shit

additionally, Bickslow has tattoos on both his face and tongue, which seems questionable and excessive, but I digress.

What era do you think this is, Freed?

Literally, no one questioned this as casual, everyday wear.

I mean, COME ON!

Then there’s Gray who can’t keep his shirt on, and Laxus who can’t put his arms in his damn sleeves, but this post seems long enough.