This is the second installment of Filler, in which in lieu of actual content, I post a bathroom snapshot.
It’s Thursday, so I’m wearing a bow-tie. Also seersucker. That’s not a Thursday thing. I just like seersucker.
This is the second installment of Filler, in which in lieu of actual content, I post a bathroom snapshot.
It’s Thursday, so I’m wearing a bow-tie. Also seersucker. That’s not a Thursday thing. I just like seersucker.
Today, we embark on our too-late non-denominational holiday (Christmas) gift guide. I will present you with a few gift options at multiple price-points. Some may chose view this as a cheap way for me to generate multiple posts in a short time-frame or a transparent attempt to tell loved ones what to buy me. You know what I call those people? My wife. Anyway…
If you know a man who wears bow-ties, this is a fantastic gift at an absurdly low price. You will not find any piece of clothing, hand-made in America at a better price. According to their website, orders must be placed TODAY to be received by Christmas.
Sometimes I forget this is kind of a sports blog. Nothing says “sports blog” or “easy content” more than a power poll, so without further ado; the first belated StylePoints Power Poll.
10. Socks: We’re nearing the end of fall in the northern hemisphere. Wear them. Sockless in the summer = steez. Sockless in scarf weather = affectation.
9. Juan Manuel Marquez
7. Bow-tie Thursdays
6. Scrooged on near-constant loop on AMC. I guess those six episodes of The Walking Dead broke the bank.
5. Five is the number of souls Blake Griffin has stolen this season. Timofey Mozgov is now condemned to walk the earth for all of eternity.
3. The Sanchize
2. Saying “Timofey”
1. Layering without sweating
I’m not talking about mother of pearl either. When I’m not listening to podcasts, I will occasionally just put my ipod on shuffle for my daily commute. This afternoon, Ante Up came up in the rotation. This song has a peculiar effect on me, and within two minutes, I was looking for chains to snatch. Then I remembered that I’m an old guy wearing a bow-tie and carrying a briefcase.
This image is filled with individual elements that I love, but the look, as a whole, doesn’t do it for. The bowtie, seersucker shorts, and spectators are killer, but the ‘fit comes off a bit twee and effete. The formality of the bowtie and spectators makes him look like a kid in knickers, as opposed to a man in shorts. I think the socks also add to that effect. Still, this is an ambitious look, even for a themed party (Jazz age), and I’m sure this gentleman is killing it the other 364 days of the year.