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[modelpluswarsaw]

Julia Szydełko for SINSAY ‘Not So Casual’ Capsule Collection 

[iamrajthomas]

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[87origins]

Friday #notsocasual #87Origins #clothing #Nigeria #comingsoon

[alexandermarksworth-blog]

Not So Casual || Open Para

Alexander walked along the slowly emptying hallway towards the cafeteria. He hadn't eaten all day and his stomach was making incredibly disturbing noises that sounded like a villain from some classic supernatural horror flick dying. His pace was slow and his hands were tucked into his front pockets, his eyes on the people in front of him. Alexander knew that in this school you either keep a smug look on your face or get shot down by the ones around you. The trick was to be the bigger bitch. Look unapproachable and people know not to fuck with you, look on the border and people fall for it like it's a sirens call and come dashing to be broken, either way he knew what he was doing. The smug look was complete with a cocky smile, always painted on his face, and slightly narrowed eyes. This made him look unapproachable, which was the look he was going for. Alexander kept in mind that though he may look unapproachable, there were still some ballsy people in the school. So, if someone walked up to him he instantly knew that they weren't all that terrified of a little bitch fest. 

Alexander had on a black pair of dress pants and a white v-neck t-shirt, as always he was following the dress code. He thought it looked good together and the way that he was walking showed just how hot he felt. With his shoulders raised only slightly, his strides slow but confident, he was unaware that anyone would even bother to walk up to him by now. The cafeteria was still all the way across the school and he stopped for a moment to lean against a wall, one foot pressed against the wall and his knee bent while the other foot was flat on the ground. Alexander leaned his head back and stared up at the ceiling only to have his thoughts interrupted by a familiar voice.