Markus Fowler
I’m so impressed by Fowler’s genuine coolness and by my own photo skills that I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to match it with my writing skills.
So I’ll keep it simple.
Fowler, kicking some fresh dictator style with a beige linen jacket from Weekday, Panama hat from Hattbaren, Acne chinos and loafers, Bottega Veneta bracelet, COS polo shirt, vintage sunglasses and Missoni scarf. He looks like he owns his own country, has his face on every bill and that every bill is at least a million local bucks’ worth and that he surrounds himself with ebony beauties with endless legs and AK47 machine guns.
Whatever country it might be, consider this blog entry my application to become a permanent resident of the Fowler Land of Coolness.














