Homeless chic, anyone? Apparently, struggle-wear is the new runway trend.

The whole damn night, one question haunted me—WHO let Ryushin step out in that outfit?! Who sat there, looked at it, and said, Yeah, this the shit.com?! Because be so fucking for real right now.

One of my favorite things about concerts? THE. FITS. The way they tie into the set, the music, the energy of the crowd. And Ryushin’s outfit? Oh, it had potential… Potential to be ABYSMAL.

The fact that they had that man out there looking like he just lost a bet?! Mmmm. The shirt—tragic. The jorts—a violation. The fluffy ankle warmers? If not for those, I might have let this slide. The team jacket—straight-up disrespected by the rest of that outfit. Like, it had no business being dragged into that mess. A fashion violation period! And no—And don’t even try to gaslight me with “That’s the style in Japan” because NO THE HELL IT IS NOT. That’s an INSULT to every stylish person in Japan.

And if this was Ryushin’s own idea? Somebody snatch that creative control away immediately before he hurts himself! Didn’t know broke was a fashion statement. Mmm. Tragic.