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I completely adore his fashion sense. We always wind up matching without even trying. |
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Fromage, lobster encrusted deviled eggs, charred Spanish octopus |
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You have completely spoiled me with box seats. |
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I may have developed silver lung, but it is an incredibly comfortable outfit. Everything stretches! |
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Jacket detail. Pretty sure I inhaled a dozen or so if the silver bits. |
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Trouser detail. Open weave along both the inside and out of the straight legs. |
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Fulfills my evening bag prerequisite. Just large enough to hold phone, glasses, & keys. |
Slim cut trousers: White House Black Market, friend's closet, $20ish
White tank with silver glitter: New York & Co., $2.99
Evening bag: Salvation Army, $4.00
Boots: George, Goodwill, $3.99
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Sprinkled with glitter by the end of the evening. |
And the morning after, as I survey the damage, a trail of silver dust from the car, through the house, up the steps, into the closet, I've come to the conclusion: I can never wear this outfit while I commit a crime. The evidence will be linked to me more solidly than DNA.
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We don't take ourselves very seriously at all. Most photos courtesy of My Ever-patient, Generous, Fun, Compassionate Man About Town |