A Tad Plaid

I have some fascinating clothing combinations to share with you from the streets of Fuengirola. But there are three in particular that are so perfectly uncoordinatedly coordinated that I wouldn’t do them justice if I distracted you with any of the others. (Especially since I find them each distracting enough.) 

When it came to flash (or maybe I mean “clash”), my grandfather (click here) had nothing on these guys.

(Click the image and go mad for plaid.)

TARTANS FROM SOME SCOTTISH CLANS, PERHAPS?


Speaking of [The] Clash…