Tuesday, July 6, 2010
On the street...retro post-apocalypse.
Nothing quite as righteous as the being the relentlessly bad ass Omega Man, that is unless you've got a foxy soul sister to back you up. Dig it, outta sight, umm, groovy? (I missed the 70's, honestly I don't get his puffed out sleeves look. And are you riding a Honda? The only guy in L.A. and you can't find a Harley Davidson somewhere? )