Imagine your gym crush walked into your RV.
Why do you have an RV? idk… just go with it.
Equal parts throwback fantasy and thirst trap.
Boy-next-door smile, but in underwear.
Photography by Patrick Farabaugh:
Warm tones. Rich shadows. That look that makes you feel like you’re spying, not scrolling.
Texture on texture, wood paneling, vintage upholstery, rich blue denim, perfect skin.
Light that hits, light that lingers.
T-shirts that don’t even try to reach the hemline.
Styled sexy. Campy but never clownish. Playful without having to wink.
A god damn masterpiece.
about the author: Poison Paradise
