I don’t know, there’s something about Constantine Maroulis that totally rubs me the wrong way – but seeing him clowning around like this especially irks me. Maybe it’s the Broadway actor’s two-times-too-tight jeans (quite possibly from Urban Outfitters) or his boring plaid shirt that probably hasn’t been ironed in a year? Or perhaps it’s his long, greasy curls paired with a partially receded, obviously unattended hairline? Answer: All the above! Constantine, my lesson-lacking bro, may I suggest you check out some William Rast Jeans if you’re looking to take your streetwear a little more seriously.