A Fistful of Style

*Marginally pretentious and definitively out of step with the zeitgeist.

#wiwtuislibtwtiwcic (what I'm wearing today unless it seems it'll be the wrong thing in which case I'll change)

Doing the “Cool Guy in Black” thing again because I’m so fucking coo... GODDAMMIT, YOU CAN SEE MY SOCKS! THOSE AREN’T COOL!

The only way I’m willing to wear tailored stuff these days is if I can do it in loud pants. Because I don’t care what anyone says LOUD PANTS ARE AWESOME AND ALWAYS WILL BE.

This is probably from a week ago. In those heady days it was still cold and supposed to rain.  But no rain fell... So I just looked like a wicked dong in my raincoat.

A Fistful of Style: wearing black during the day because I pretend to be cool with the best of 'em.

A Fistful of Style: Sometimes I forget my look is stupid preppy from time to time.  I mean, I SUPPOSE that’s not an objectively bad thing, but I’m clearly way the fuck out the zeitgeist.

A Fistful of Style: These Levis bike commuter jeans are pretty swell, though I’d never use them on a bike.  I’m not nearly that cool.

A Fistful of Style: I recently purged my wardrobe, but kept a pair of “wheat” white jeans, a pair of optic white jeans and these gray-but-only-one-shade-darker-than-white jeans BECAUSE THEY’RE ALL TOTALLY DIFFERENT DAMMIT!

A Fistful of Style: Same denim jacket from my first post on the blawg. I don’t know if it means I was still totally stylish back then, or if I’m still totally NOT stylish now.

*Ed Note: I don’t approve of this dad-level of humor. My copy staff will be punished for it.

*Note to self: this sounds gross, come up with a new phrase

Ed Note: The day was cool, I am resolutely uncool as always.

I felt a lot less cool then.

What’s that? It’s only 55 this weekend? Nah it’s cool, I was tired of the eighty degree day.