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world AIDS day

My status update from facebook: yes, of course, everybody dies a little more each day, but sometimes I can watch it dance across my face, see it stare back from my eyes. today, I realized something about myself as I watch a retail clerk try oh-so hard to be polite as she stared at my […]

more on the magical hub

If you recall, I once discussed my experience with the Magical Hub of the Universe (commonly called Castro and 18th) on my first trip to SF. Well, on it goes… Friday, I spent a chunk of the day with the ever *swoon*able couple, fogbear and putzmeisterbear. We met at Whatever! the Castro comic-book store. As […]

um, did I not mention this…?

Um, oh, yeah… I’m travelling to SF for Thanksgiving Day. It will be a shorter visit than last year, and I am mostly obliged to my hosts, but I imagine there will be some free time about the Castro and such. I fly out tomorrow and stay through Monday late afternoon. I will not know […]

on proper valeting

I acquired a 1940 edition, fourth printing copy of Etiquette: The Blue Book of Social Usage by Emily Post. Fun yet silly stuff, but a few thoughts hold some weight for me. For instance, proper valeting. I have made bad habits and allow heaps of clothes to pile up in my moments of decisions and […]

call me mellow yellow

So here it goes, every time I set my mind to altering how I shop and spend, I find the perfect jacket. Although I have a couple tight houndstooth jackets, even in an earthy color range, none of them are this golden, none of them so warm to the eyes… For me, it was pricey, […]

clothes and value and other anniversary type ramblings

I forgot to mention my LJ anniversary at the start of October, six years, but really, I am closer to a better date to mark: three years ago this week, I made my first Sunday Style entry. I think they lasted for about a year and a half before most everything of what I posted […]

more buttons

Cut, re-matched, and sewn with high-contrast matchy-matchy thread:

argyle-a-go-go and other stories of a clotheshorse

Today, I am playing hooky of sorts: the alternator in my car crapped out over the weekend and it is in the shop getting repaired today, leaving me abandond at home, too far from work to manage the trip. So, what better time to catch up on my poor, neglected journal… I have recently both […]

the glitter, it burns

I occasionally wonder of the source of my distaste and poor response to silly little gay boys when I encounter them in the bars. I do consider whether my response is bigotry of some sort or some sensible response to as-yet unknown data. Then, most often, I am vindicated. Take last night for an example: […]