Category: Grooming

Caution — Pineapples

Clothing, Men & Women

Over the weekend, I learned something new.

Apparently, wearing a pineapple sign on your person may indicate to others that you’re an adherent of “The Lifestyle” — i.e. a swinger.  Thus, innocently wearing either of the shirts below could get you all sorts of unwelcome invitations.

 

…or welcome invitations, perhaps.

Just be warned, it can get kinda busy in there:

 

Never done it myself, nor wanted to, really.  But some folks dig it, despite the obvious dangers.

Maybe just wear an unobtrusive little badge, if you’re that way inclined…?

“Dear George”

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…if your wife (the only good thing ever to come out of Afghanistan, btw) is all dressed up to go out to a formal family dinner, the least you could do is put on a fucking tie.

It’s not like you don’t know how, as evidenced here:

Idiot.

Posh Cloves

Clothing, Grooming

I’ve had several requests for details on the Goodwood Revival dress code, with requests for things such as tweed / waxed cotton jackets or trousers (“pants” in Britspeak are undies).

If you want to go Amazon, just search for “Walker and Hawkes” under Men’s Clothing and pick out what you want. (Warning:  their sizes are Brit dimensions, i.e. smaller than our generous Murkin ones, so if for example you wear a U.S. X-Large, get their XXL.)

W&H are a cheaper choice than Barbour, who are filthy expensive, so there MAY be a quality / longwearing compromise involved, but so far I haven’t had any issues.

If like me you have an issue with woolen pants (itchy), then go with corduroy, such as the Orvis offering.

I have to get it all together before my trip Over There next year…

Horrible

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I’ve never understood the appeal of the sulky-looking Oz actress Rebel Wilson, unless it was some kind of social compensation for her (over-)weight.  Still, I have to give it to the girl, who got sick of only being offered “fat-girl” second-fiddle movie roles and decided to lose some tonnage.  So she did, going from gargantuan to merely plump in the space of about a year (and good for her):

Of course, her reduced tonnage meant that Rebel could now choose from a wider pool of boyfriends (and arguably a better class thereof), which she did when she started banging Anheuser-Busch heir Jake Busch.  They’ve since apparently broken up, but before they did, they appeared in public together at some dress-up function, and this is why I put the “arguably” in front of “better class” earlier.  See if you can spot the sartorial faux pas  in the pic below:

Seems to me that if a girl goes through the grueling year-long grind of exercise and diet in order to make herself look more attractive, the least her boyfriend could do was not show up sockless and wearing bedroom slippers at a formal function.

Which is why the title of this post refers not to the pouty Oz chick, but to her ex-boyfriend.

Pick One

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I filched a pic from Knuckledragger, and here it is:

I’ve added letters to each style, and your task for the day, should you accept it, is:

Assuming you had as much hair as the models above, and had to choose one of the above for yourself today, which one would you pick?

(Bonus points if you actually had that same hairstyle in the 70s).

I’ll start the ball rolling:  K.  I have no problem with the style.  (Actually, during the Bass Guitarist Years my hair looked more like J, but we won’t talk about that now.)