GQ had me on the toughest assignment to date. Asking me to document what I’ve been wearing (not easy getting dressed when away from my clothes, quarantining in a place that’s not ours). (When sara told me we had no room in the car for clothing I had a minor melt-down which only lasted a few deep breaths. (I snuck ties/tees/hats I didn’t #need but knew I’d want in case I felt like a selfie) I live to get dressed and a selfie just makes me feel so good. You maybe can’t tell but I’ve really become so much less selfish since becoming a father. #SelfishPortrait – Here we have Aunt Shelly’s flannel and Uncle Bert’s shorts. – Yes, fleece socks over the rag-wools.