The best kind of guys (who like girls) are the ones who are so comfortable in their skin and in touch with their sensitive side that they are willing to deal with the conseqences of standing alone and getting rejected by their peers, like Quinn. Ironically, he is proving the exact point of our previous post, artist Virginie Sommet, in his fearless approach to extricating from “the majority,” and thus making clear how smart “a minority” thinker can be. In fact, Quinn is so at ease with how “not macho” he is that he talks about rummaging through his mom’s closet and coveting her blazers and sequins, as if every high school football captain with his cheerleader captain girlfriend might do this. The saying goes, “there is usually a strong woman behind a strong man.” Aston’s mom, who was a seminal fashion influence for him, had a big afro, wore giant Chanel frames, took him to church every Sunday, and endured her own peer isolation for being stylish in a way that wasn’t part of her social “norm.” Quinn attempted fitting into the basic uniform of saggy pants and oversized tees at his high school, but opted for individuality instead – no girls and good grades, with his signature mohawk, gold knit cardigans and Grace Jones-inspired African-print blazer. I love how Quinn says that it’s hard to find who you are without your cultural idenity these days, everyone “is trying to be different, but the real you isn’t there.” This too mirrors Virginie, who talks about globalization threatening authenticity, we are more and more a mass of H&M and The Gap. Quinn is commanding, not only in his Transformer shoulders and “powerful back and gold,” but mostly in his very rare good energy that comes from self-acceptance and being at peace with the child-like (not childishness) within, like his icon, the great MJ.