Looking toward my future self.
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Looking toward my future self.
i think to myself and say; “what would gumby do?”
Glenn
We must have the courage to go back to the age-old tradition of ritual and dress code. We must have the courage to turn the shoddy away at the door.
It’s becoming cooler up here. I’m not going all pumpkin spice latte on you, but autumn weather always inspires me to dress better - tweeds, layers, a decent polo coat, and cashmere scarves from Johnston’s of Elgin I bought on sale some summers back.
And for some reason in fall I think of Glenn O’Brien, maybe our last grand renaissance man. He moved easily among the art crowd, fashion folks, all flavor of musicians, worked for Warhol, befriended Basquiat, was extensively published in magazines, and edited Madonna’s Sex. Glenn was a wit, dressed beautifully, and wrote a book that every young man should have on his shelf, How To Be A Man.
Thinking of O’Brien, I surveyed my wardrobe today. I have matters sartorial pretty well covered at my age, and I’m working hard to fit back into my Rykken suits and all my better things - went through a swollen period this year. Clearly I am not as good with stress management as I thought I was. Who knew wine, bread, cheese, and beef could solve so many worries? And create a few more when consumed in excess. Hmm.
So I am going to up my game today and think of Glenn O’Brien. If you’re reading or following someone with his panache and wit, please do drop me a message. Now, off to the gym.
The New York Times had “Gwyneth Paltrow and Goop Go Into the Fashion Business” by Brooks Barnes on Sept 10, 2016.
What Would Grady Wilson Do?
what would Gwyneth do?
As long as she's 18, bro.
the bartender has checked me out at least 5 times. Bumped into me 3, calling me 'baby' after one time and putting his hands on my hips on another. Rushed over to take my drink order when the lady bartender was taking it. Expressed extreme dismay when he thought I said I was in high school, expressed an awkward amount of relief when I told him I was 18. Did I mention that the bartender is super fucking hot? I am unfuckingable to articulate how sexy he is. His voice is sexy... HE is just incredibly sexy.... just... MMMM. That makes it better... and much, much, MUCH worse.