And then there wasn't.
In his tidy vintage suit, Beau carries an air of understated
elegance without an ounce of make up on his face. Standing at an unassuming
yet memorable five foot ten, his demeanor exudes a quiet confidence. His
soft, dopey features are accentuated by well-groomed reddish-brown hair that
falls in neat waves, framing his face with a touch of old-world charm.
Beau's pale slate blue eyes hold a depth that speaks of wisdom beyond his
years, their color reminiscent of the clearest winter skies. They glint with
an internal intensity, hinting at a hidden feral inclination that lurks
beneath his polished exterior.
Dressed in a buttoned-up forest green waistcoat paired with a matching
tailored suit jacket, the look is one of timeless charm. His crisp cream colored
dress shirt is neatly tucked into his trousers, which are the same rich
earthy tweed, expertly tailored to fit his frame. A vintage brown leather
belt cinches his waist.
Adorned with a tasteful burgundy tie with cream polka dots and a delicate
real rose boutonniere in a complimentary shade of red pinned to his lapel,
Beau radiates an air of sophistication. Gone are the oversized slacks and
clown shoes, replaced by sleek leather dress shoes that complete his polished
look.
Despite the transformation, his hands are adorned with pewter rings set with
semi-precious stones, adding a subtle hint of personality to his ensemble.
