Indie sleaze
Prompt
Two ultra-slim young men stand side by side on a Parisian sidewalk, framed in a spontaneous mid-shot with a casual, slightly off-center crop that catches them in a natural, unposed moment. One wears a silky cream shirt unbuttoned halfway down, revealing a slender chest and a loosely knotted skinny scarf, paired with a studded leather belt clinging to black skinny jeans. Classic black oxford shoes peek beneath worn hems. His long, shaggy hair looks damp and unkempt, obscuring tired eyes rimmed with smudged black eyeliner. A cigarette is loosely held in his right hand, fingers relaxed. The second wears a black denim jacket heavy with gold studs, layered over a faded striped shirt and a loosely tied red skinny tie. Metallic silver ankle boots catch uneven daylight. His black leather beret sits slightly askew atop messy hair with visible roots. Both have a skin texture that reveals subtle pores, faint redness, and authentic imperfections. Tattoos pepper their hands, lending raw edge. Behind them, a gritty Paris street scene unfolds—Haussmann buildings with chipped stone facades and overflowing trash bins. The daylight is muted and diffuse, casting soft, natural shadows accented by the slight desaturation typical of an unfiltered iPhone snap. The image radiates a cool, exhausted, post-party energy, a snapshot of stylish chaos and indie sleaze glam caught just after a frenetic fashion event, intimate and immediate.