OH MY GOD. I FEEL LIKE I'M ON CRACK ON SOMETHING (OK MAYBE SOMETHING MORE LIKE AFTER EATING TONS OF CHOCOLATE AND ICE CREAM SINCE I'VE NEVER CAME CLOSE TO EVEN SMOKING CRACK OR SOMETHING.) AND I'M TYPING IN CAPS.
I DIED WHEN I SAW THIS, (AND GOT REVIVED BECAUSE GOD WANTED TO GIVE ME A CHANCE TO BUY THESE). IT'S RODARTE, FOR MEN. AND MAY I EMPHASIZE ON THE PHRASE 'FOR MEN'. WHO SAYS MEN CAN'T WEAR RODARTE, AND NOW IT COMES ALONG WITH RIPPED KNITS COMPLETE WITH THE TAG AT THE BACK SAYING 'RODARTE HOMME' OR 'ELIJAH WOOD WOULD BE PROUD' OR 'FOR THE CLACKERS WHO DIED AND REVIVED JUST BECAUSE OF THIS KNIT YOU'RE HOLDING ON'. (COMPLETELY MAKING THIS UP, is it not obvious enough?)
OH, OH, DAMN I THINK I GOT A HERNIA.
Rodarte for men. and you thought i was joking all along. how dare you.