The lovely contrast between glasses and tattoos

I always thought that a good balance of contrasts was the halfway stage to a beautiful scenario. I always remember Francisco, an huge mulatto that lived in the neighbourhood that used to wear impeccable linen suits or the baby face punk I used to see in the subway in my way to school. The tattoos, like it more or less, are a strong image, and when they concern to men, most of times seem aggressive too. The graduated glasses, no matter some design or marketing efforts, hardly loose they’re connotation of serenity, wisdom and labour. The two together are Alexandre. Here, the Fred Perry polo-shirt – more than enough by itself to create a post – it’s just a bonus. Everything else is Alex