"I am wearing some slightly nicked up, very tight white jeans that were pretty difficult to walk around San Francisco in last night… They’re too tight, man… I ran them through the dryer at my girlfriend’s house for about 2 hours and ever since all my clothes have been a whole other level tighter… but they look good. I have a roommate from France and everything he wears is quintessentially fitted, tailored to his body. Whereas me, unless the wind can blow on my stomach [in the gap between a top and trousers]; the stuff is just clearly too big and makes me look like I’m journeying in my clothes. It’s almost like the outfit is something separate from myself. In the name of cool colours, patterns and things like that, it doesn’t necessarily need to fit perfect."