Pity Ohno.

M: Let's take some guesses at what Pitti Uomo means. No Googling! That said, this guy in the shorts gives good thigh.

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A: Pitti Uomo! Pitti UUUuuuuuuoooooommmoooo.

M: Pitti Uomo Majordomo? Pitti Uomo Super Slo-mo?

A: Pitti Uomo wow his legs are hot-omo?

M: It's funny how his braided belt does not make me crack up. At all.

A: What about his jaunty kerchief? I don't understand why he'd want to cover himself up like that.

M: He just wants to win at strip poker.

A: OKAY. I don't even know how to play poker, but I'm willing to learn.

M: You'll be left naked and poor. Happy, but naked and poor.

A: It's a risk I'm willing to take. I really think he looks great and not just because he's ridiculously hot. Though it helps.

M: He manages to take a lot of elements I would normally not be into (the scarf, the bright shorts, the belt, the deck shoes, the backpack) and meld them all into good. And hot hotness.

A: Yeah, I think the crisp white shirt goes a long way. And I don't mind the shorts because, damn, they are enabling those legs.

M: But can we talk about some of the other dudes?

A: I don't know why they're dressed exactly alike, but yes:

M: Are they possibly in some sort of acting troupe?

A: Doesn't matter, too hot to care. SErIOUsLy.

M: Are you speaking in code?

A: I was having trouble typing because HI ARMS ARMS ARMS SO HOT.

M: Hee.

A: This makes me hate my Wayfarers:

M: Dude. I am sorry.

A: It wasn't until after I bought them that I realized, "Hey, you know who else likes Wayfarers right now? Hipsters." Also, hipster douchebags. Ugh. I still think they're classic.

M: I steal Chris' Wayfarers all the time. I don't care.

A: That makes me feel better. Neither of you are a hipster douchebag, so maybe we just need to hang on until they move onto something else.

M: I am sure before you know it they will be wearing sunglasses made of sea glass and bumping into everything and calling that cool.

A: THEY ARE PRADA SHUT UP. OOPS. OW.

M: I don't want to be cool, I want to be legally blind.

A: Oh, I'm sorry, are your sunglasses polarized? Well, that's a choice, isn't it.

M: I kind of love the dude on the right with the hot pink bag. I mean, why the hell not?

A: I was just making fun of him! But yeah, it's so wrong it's kind of right.

M: I mean, I don't find him particularly attractive, but I bet he's really fun to drink and gossip with.

A: Anyone who carries a bag like that has to be a good time, right?

M: Exactly! He'd call you darling and possibly be named Lorenzo.

A: Yes! He's cup your face in his hands and say, "bellissima!"

M: And then he would force feed you Limoncello.

A: NOT IT:

M: That guy smells like a dirty diaper.

A: STOP THAT.

M: He does. He is ICKY.

A: I know, but I don't want to SMELL HIM.

M: NEED I REMIND YOU THAT YOU INDEED STARTED IT?

A: UM, I SAID NOT IT. THAT MEANS I AM NOT IT.

M: I am not talking to you when you are being so unreasonable.

A: I just saw your boyfriend. He said hi:

M: *Marianne is currently offline.*