And I thought I'd seen it all at Fashion Week after two and a half of them under my belt. Not so fast, my friend.
Speaking of belts, they're typically used to hold up one's pants. Not so fast, my friend.
That only works if you're actually wearing pants!
Mulling about the aisles prior to the start of the Heatherette show was a fella with all of zero clothing covering his patoot.
Now, I've seen Prince wear ass-less pants. Howard Stern, too. But at least there was a bit of fabric covering up the continental divide.
Not this time. Not even a man-thong! Just an apron wrapped around his waist and covering the front side. To his defense, though, he did wear a tuxedo shirt, vest and bow tie along with a nice top hat.
A woman from Delaware sitting in front of me tried to take a picture of his Delaware Water Gap until I stepped in and convinced her there were better things to do with those kilobytes on her digital camera.
Heatherette is now officially, once again, Bizarro World.