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03/11/2007
I *need* pretty...
...even when it comes to transportation. Actually, scratch that. Given my oft-indulged shoe habit, especially when it comes to transportation.
I'm not sure I ever really had this as a specific thought until today. I mean, I know exactly how picky I am about cars. That is to say that I'm so picky that there are only a small handful of cars that I would ever spend money on, and even if money were no object, my favorite would always be the least expensive of the bunch. And I already own two of those--specifically, the 1990 Mazda MX-5 Miata--but only if it lacks power-steering. A Miata with power-steering is a horrible thing.
Anyway, on Friday night while out with friends, our conversation turned to bikes. Bicycles, that is. Road bikes, specifically. We were standing in front of a bar and looking at a fixie locked to a rack on the sidewalk. I mentioned to one of them that I was thinking about getting another bike, because he has a friend who owns a bike shop. And then I immediately had thoughts of the bicycle dutifully chained up on my porch.
She's a Schwinn Breeze from the early-70's in Campus Green. Her name is Anabelle. She needs a little clean-up, but I think she's gorgeous.
Today I was thinking about her again, and wishing the weather was a little less damp so I could take her out for a ride. Also wishing that I didn't have tension knots in my shoulders and back that were triggering massive headaches. So, instead of going for a ride, I consoled myself with snapping a few pictures...
03/09/2007
Slim Suits
I confess: I am a fashion whore. (There's a decent chance you've guessed that by now.) But one aspect of fashion that I've always had a soft spot for is menswear. Specifically: suiting.
I recently helped a friend realize that his suit wardrobe needed a bit of an update. His suits, while very nice, weren't doing him many favors when it came to showing off his lithe body lines. Simply put, he was wearing far too much fabric, and it was high time someone helped him see the light. Enter, me. Over the next few months, he went through his suits, taking some to the tailor for alterations and replacing others outright when tailoring wasn't going to help. I can't say enough about how much his appearance has improved since opting for a more closely fitted suit...evidence enough should be in his newly proclaimed status as The Pied Piper of Pussy (as crass as that is).
I've been noticing more and more men (but still only a small handful) on the downtown streets of my city (certainly *not* a fashion capitol of the world) wearing closer fitted suits. And I've been thrilled.
So imagine my excitement when I was browsing through my RSS feeds this morning and I came across this article extolling the virtues of the slim suit. I was nearly giddy, I tell you. The more narrowly cut shoulder, slightly raised wrist line (to see the gorgeous cufflinks you had very well better be sporting), the peek of sock (again, make them bold...think color, think pattern, think argyle!), the close lines skimming the surface of the body. It's enough to make a girl's toes curl.
Vox Hunt: The History of My Hair
Show us your hairstyles over the years.
Submitted by Lena Katrin.
These are just looks that I've had over the past couple of years. And actually, my current stylized mohawk isn't among them (only because I don't have ready access to a picture of it right now). There have been so many more styles I've sported over the years...I don't even recall many of them. But now I have a reason to go back through old pictures of myself.
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