Getting paranoid
I told myself that if I did 10 more minutes in the gym, I’d treat myself to an Arizmendi scone. Took BART to the Mission, only to find they were entirely out of every scone for the day. Suffice it to say I am hungry and livid. Note to the universe: Fuck you - you owe me.
The Empty-handed Outfit
Suspiria 2018 tee
My horror consumption has desensitized me to most graphic scenes, but when Pants and I watched this in the theater, Olga’s death scene did me in. The sound design had a lot to do with it. Before I knew it, I was feeling so lightheaded that my vision was going black around the edges and I couldn’t feel my extremities. I saw my field vision go up and I realized I was standing up and shakily making my way up the aisle and out of the Castro theater. Thankfully I didn’t pass out, but I had to text Pants an apology as I took an Uber home.
I’ve since rewatched this movie and am fine.
Weekday denim trucker
The denim trucker is my favorite piece of workwear, but they can be unforgiving for guys with a belly. When they’re cut so that they have quite a tapered fit when buttoned up, they look atrocious on me. I found this one at Weekday in Mayfair after an amazing high tea with my siblings. It fits perfectly (to my taste), but it’s starting to show fading in certain (ahem) areas. A part of me loves when something shows love and wear, a part of me wants to re-dye this guy.
Vintage Chanel bag
The amount of gold in my outfit ruled out any ruthenium chains for today. I forget that the magnet clasp and medallion zipper pull of this bag are gold.
Now I have Sam Sparro’s “Black and Gold” stuck in my head.
JW Anderson gold link loafers
These are fundamentally Birkenstocks with big gold knockers slapped on. After years of wear, they’ve started squeaking when I walk. I think it’s the gold links rubbing against each other. The only solution I’ve found is to turn up the volume in my headphones.
Gold bracelet
$10 at Wasteland. I’m waiting for it to oxidize and turn my wrist green. But it’s still beautiful.
Blackmeans coin pouch
My love for this everyday guy is such that I’ve started getting paranoid about when I’ll lose him. I actually sit on the couch and hold him in my hand - that’s how exquisite he is.
To answer my friend’s question, I don’t carry coins in this pouch. He holds a spare house key, credit card, Listerine strips, and a knife. Don’t try me.
Engineered Garments Workaday work shirt
Fridays are spent working from home. I’m hanging this guy with my house robes as it’s a great piece to wear with giant flowy pants and house slippers, and presentable enough for Zoom calls.