Hey, he wasn't here to judge anyone's sense of style. It was such an extension of ones self, that frankly, he found it rude when anyone questioned his (probably one of the few things in life he actually did find rude, quite honestly). But personally he dug the whole cozy, autumnal thing going on. It might be March, but no one said you couldn't rock fall colors all year round, right?
"Hey me too!" The comedies were much better than the tragedies. Though Winter's Tale, while not strictly one or the other had a certain charm. Exit pursued by bear, and all that. "Everything's a joke about sex with that man. The Elizabethans really loved to laugh." He nodded sagely at that because he would know. Anymore was already wiggle room enough as it was. It made him cock his head to the side curiously, a question in the gesture alone. "Anymore? So you used to?" Fellow artists, he could smell them from miles away it seemed.