29 May 2008
Last I checked, you still didn't own the essential leather pants. That's okay, though. Were you to wear such articles of the truly cool, it would be laughable, as you lack both the rock star cred and the ass requisite for a convincing strut in them. Furthermore, while your new acquisitions are undeniably nice, your presentation still lacks the creativity displayed above that is the true mark of a fashion genius. A necklace and a tie at the same time? A tie without a collar? A tie tucked in? All simultaneously? The result? Mindblowing. Further interesting is that I wasn't even't trying. I put this outfit together before a text message notified my I had been "powned" on some upstart rapscallion's blog. Anyone can walk into a Levi's and buy a nice pair of jeans and boots. It is the magical combination of disparate yet unified elements—like a chef making a new special to define his restaurant and earn the five star Zagat review— to unique and stunning effect that makes the man master of his clothes and not vice versa. This is why you shall always be in my thrall. Suck it? I think not, cowboy.*
*This is all in good jest. Contrary to popular belief, Dan and I don't take our clothes as seriously or as, for lack of a better word, gayly as some think.