A Gentlemen's Guide
So those who know me, know I am a classy individual. Just look at my facebook picture. Well tonight at dinner over at the Bob Evan's Restaurant, which, incidentally is not half bad, I mentioned that if I were ever on a talk show, preferably a late night one, for whatever reason, I would come out in top hat and tails and be like, "Sorry, I just came straight over from the gym." As though top hat and tails are my gym/screwing around clothes.
Fast forward to about 9:00 PM. In Barnes & Nobles we find this book in a bargain bin entitled The Gentlemen's Guide to Grooming and Style. It's like a style bible. Everything from shaving to cufflinks and canes. After flipping through this while waiting for the 10:35 showing of Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby, I have decided something. While I may start slow, once I reach a stable financial point in life, I want to start following this book. Get some nice tailored suits and shirts. A hat. A cane with a flask in it. A dressing gown. Basically I want to be Hugh Hefner. Maybe a bit classier, but I don't know that that can be pulled off. Sadly, as having no real job to speak of this summer, I had to leave the purchasing to Jim. But I know it exists now.
posted by ranbom @ 1:18:00 AM
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3 Comments:
This is definitely preferable, or at least less weird, than your brother-in-law, who has expressed a desire to dress like Jean Valjean or some sort of mid-Victorian gentleman.
So should we get you cuff links for Christmas?
I think I have a pair of cuff links already. Or had. Maybe Dan stole them.
Personally I have no problem with the whole Victorian gentleman, but Jean Valjean? Who would play Javert?
I see Dan as Javert.
But the early, menacing Javert who everyone else knows is doomed to fail in the end, who nevertheless wields his authority with abandon.
Not the jumping-off-a-bridge part.
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