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“Style anthropology can explicate a lot of otherwise tricky issues, in some cultures probably more than others. Sort of Like Water For Chocolate, only Weejuns...” LPC  

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The Art of Wearing Clothes by George Frazier | Keikari.com

Should be required reading. #theartofwearingclothes #georgefrazier

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DOEPKE JAGUAR XK120 RESTORED AWESOME IN RACING GREEN | eBay

The Doepke XK120 is becoming harder to find and more expensive in any condition. I had great fun restoring and customizing this one! I belie

Here’s your chance to own a classic!

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Cuffed And Patched.

Prince Charles, Clarence House.

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That’s a fugly jacket. Oy. Sleeve cuff too wide. Elbow patch is hideous.

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My friend Kathryn finally made it off the respirator a week ago. During her ICU time I and other friends left her voicemails that the nurses played for her.

This week I had live phone calls with her. Pep talks. You know. There was even talk of her going home today if a wee bit of fever subsided. She left me a voicemail early Friday evening after I fell asleep, letting me know she was bored. How nice to be bored after beating back this covid19 bitch.

And then tragically she suffered a pulmonary embolism later Friday night. She’s gone. I feel like someone has stomped my guts out. And I’m angry. Angry about the politicization of this health crisis.

We are all upside down with this pandemic. Socially, economically, and any and every other way we can be upended. I don’t see having another billable consulting event in 2020. Period. The revenue switch is off. But I’m still here. Alive and healthy and so is Lily and her mom. So we will be fine.

Kathryn isn’t here. And her two daughters are anything but fine. Please be careful.

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Yes. It’s Lance Macklin’s 1955 Le Mans Tragedy Austin Healy. Sitting on top of Andy Warhol’s diary. Alas.

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I feel like I’ve been sent to my room by my mom. Butcept this time my mom is Anthony Fauci.

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Home office togs. Most days I haven’t even dressed. But today I throwed on a pair of Cordings corduroys wiffa 2 inch cuff. Navy Belgians. Oh, and my Anti Monkey Butt Powder hat. Shut the ____ up.

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My dope a_ _ gangsta strait outta Old Town Pink Gingham (two days in a row)CovidNi9Teen Bo Bo Pro-Tecktion outfit. Had to go to the pharmacy for a prescription and to the liquor store. Essentials. Shut up.

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John Prine R.I.P. Covid-19

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Mrs. Campbell’s Chow Chow. Hot. Sublime. Shut Up.

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My friend Kathryn had to be intubated and placed on a ventilator last night. A week ago she was battling Covid-19 at home describing it as a wicked respiratory flu.

She was then admitted to the hospital over the weekend with labored breathing and placed on oxygen via a nasal canula. By Wednesday she’d developed hospital acquired pneumonia.

Yesterday afternoon she just couldn’t properly oxygenate. And now she’s in deep sedation and on a ventilator.

This is an ugly, pernicious viral predator. There will be a special place in hell for certain leaders in this country. Jerry Falwell Jr. should lead the pack.

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Bill Withers. R.I.P. brother.

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49 degrees. Top down on the GW Parkway. Blowing any and all residual Covid-69 thangs outta my buggy.

En route to fetch LFG from the airport. College of Charleston is shut.

Speaking of shut. Shut. Up.

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Moving back in to my original Casa Minimus. Books and pictures. Oy.

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What's your take on Kilim slippers and/or loafers? How can they fit into a wardrobe?

I experimented with, like, a thousand punny variations on Kilim Softly, but decided I’d take the high road... kinda.

Kilim is good for slippers, but better for a floor. The trouble with overtly expressive articles of clothing is that they conjure a very specific opportunity in which they would be appropriate. This is almost always the case with playful footwear, whimsical neckwear, and (God forbid) “creative black tie.”

You know there will be a moment, as you stand in the marble foyer of your James Gatsby halfway house -- your guests’ delicate laughter bathing softly in experimental jazz; thin flutes of champagne clinging delicately to gloved hands -- that your painstakingly selected Kilim house shoes will look incredible against an excruciatingly loyal tuxedo backdrop. But the reality is that moment never arrives. Instead, you think about how to make them look less dumb with jeans and an OCBD, ultimately reaching for the penny loafers you wore yesterday.

As with all things specific, there are people who can get away with such affectations. You’ll see them in magazines or Society sections, their smug grins anchoring a gram of fresh powder in their nostrils. They look great. They look like they were born wearing this stuff. And they were. And if you’re second-guessing clothing before you even buy it, you should abstain.

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I wear the hell out of mine. Everywhere. And anywhere I want. Like Belgians, don’t even try to wear them if the mere thought of donning them for a quick trip to the store for a gallon of milk makes your sac tighten even a smidge. Everyone. And I mean everyone. Will smell your fear.

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Banter with me is weighty.