Me, in my tank top, chain hanging down, my eyes are fixated in a perverse nature and biting on a plastic floss pick.
Out of my collection of GQ self portraits I also have many shocking and sometimes taboo composition of me either in some kind of stereotypical ethnic mock play or random images of me doing a trailer trash rendition.
I like this picture is because it reminds me of the time when mind is slurred by the effects of alcohol and heavy eating. Also it reminds me who and what type of a person I subconsciously want to become. Deep down inside I wish I could become a fearless, selfish, high ego, and plain down to earth and raw type of guy. To some I'm already viewed as raw. But perhaps there is another level I would like to push and maybe it's too taboo when I am not under the influence. The cleverness of this shot is definitely the plastic floss pick rather then the traditional wife-beater wearing guy chewing on a toothpick.
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