What did belts ever do to you, Pete Wentz? Why did you turn your ample tattooed back on such a convenient pants-holding device? Are you raging against the Beltinistas or some such?
There's no winning that fight. The Suspender Element of this society is only filled with clowns and mobsters who will lead you down a dark path of senseless, beltless crimes. Crimes...of fashion.
Also, as you know, part of being a man is avoiding dressing like Colonel Sanders. So it's time to grow up and put on your big-boy pants, those held up by a tidy strip of leather. Quickly, before li'l Bronx sees this.
Besides, by the looks of the ample ankles you're flashing, it wouldn't hurt if those pants did fall down a little. Or a lot.
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