You Should Share Your Sartorial Sass, And Other Daily Affirmations.
Sweethearts! How’s your week? How’s your month? Are you drinking enough water? Have you taken the time to look up and admire something beautiful around you? Have you taken a deep breath lately? I’m thinking of you!
The President of the United States of America attacked (another) private citizen on Twitter, calling him a “stone cold LOSER & husband from hell!” And before your head explodes from the epic eyeroll that accompanies those words typed by a thrice-married, porn-star bribing philanderer, let us ask who, pray tell, is this husband POTUS put on blast? Why, none other than the one married to his senior aide Kellyanne Conway. And after this public lambasting, did Ms. Conway quit? Nope, she gave an interview to POLITICO justifying the President’s insane actions. So you know, 2019.
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My dude readers, especially my daily be-suited dudes, do you ever wish you had more room to express your creative sartorial side beyond wacky socks, cufflinks and the occasional paisley tie? Are you sick and tired of being sick and tired of another variation of checked shirt and puffy vest? Do you ever wish that just for a moment, you could understand the joy of office-appropriate velvet? Well, blame the original 19th century Dandy for why you can’t wear nice things. And what is a Dandy in this situation specifically? “the Regency (era) equivalent of that guy who in the '80s and '90s could be found apathetically lounging on doorjambs at parties, smoking a cigarette and doing an excellent and studied performance of cynical carelessness.” Look, I fully support men having more fun with their clothes. MY DUDES, UNLEASH YOUR ENTHUSIASM!
This story fills my little heart with joy: How I Created a Fake Dog Park in SF. And while we’re considering the warm and fuzzies of communal urban outdoor spaces, let’s be happy that on the first day of warmth, rain-weary San Franciscans finally blinking in unfamiliar sunlight didn’t trash city parks as badly as they normally do.
You’re all lovely. Be kind to each other.