This is what you look like when you roll out on the wrong side of the bed in the year 1980-something and your name is really just the Egyptian symbol for male and you live in the basement Studio 54 and your brother is a much more successful individual with a job on Wall Street and a penchant for runway models and designer cocaine while you have an inkling for hispanical speaking Mexican waiters with genital warts and exstacy laced Ring Pops.

Seriously, seeing anything Jeremy Scott on a man is just cringe worthy. Sorry dude, I know the street photographer at Streetpeeper was all like, “OMG, are you wearing Jeremy Scott!?! You’re my hero, please let me take your snaps.” but your look is NO!!!

LINKAGE: Street Style Recap: Thursday, March 26th 2009