Somebody tell me he isn't serious. He's got so much hip in him that an imaginary conversation with him already puts me in a daze, causing me to question why the pieces in my life never align up to the trends set forth by social media. Or maybe I'm just truly mesmerized by them Big Bird-colored kicks.
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