Identity Is Malleable. Become That Version You Love: What You Create

There's some unfortunate 'angles' of me in this one (umm, yeah HI: Fatty McFatterson much?), but I'm determined to get the F over myself and showcase the details of Jared's inimitable genius. // *THIS IS THE LONGER OF THE TWO VIDEO CLIPS, BUT SHOULD BE DROOL-WORTHY FOR FASHION FIENDS WHO APPRECIATE ATTENTION TO INTRICATE DETAIL.*

What I requested? (Translation = "what [the customer] ordered?")

Bloodthirsty barber, circa '99...
1899, that is.

Not "Sweeny Todd" specific, as

a) I can't sing,
b) Look like a dungheap compared to Johnny Depp (since most folks associate the Sweenster with J.D. due to the most recent 'take' on Mr. Todd), and
c) Wouldn't want to be confined to a barber shop.

I mean, REALLY.

I'm uber-fagatronic in this footage-- but hey, just another trait I've gotta 'own,' maing.

Besides, what's key here is the CLOTHING...and accoutrements. // DIG IT