There are almost no words. Almost... we look at this picture and are wildly curious about what magical cream homeboy used to prevent razor burn, but that's just the beginning. Neon banana hammocks should never be made, much less worn. Even Simon van Kempen wouldn't go there. We also certainly do not want to know what is written on Borat wannabe's chest, and we hope there's some hand sanitizer under pimp daddy's hat for that camera. And last, but certainly not least (offensive), nurse, we have a fashion emergency! Tanning salon overload, a neon weave and zebra underwear? Yikes. We do love, however, the tartan blanket.

[Ultra Party, Miami]