To make up for the lack of fashionable content last week, I’ll extend today’s version slightly longer.
I’ve recently read that it often hurts a project when announced with promises to build and produce. I think I’ve done that to myself. Right after AFTv1 I started thinking of ways to expand it. I started shopping ideas around and eventually found an idea I like and a partner to venture it with. But then I mentioned its possibility here.
The project isn’t dead but it hasn’t moved in some time. My own fault. I am a victim of my own doing, struggling to find the right balance of form to go with function. In English, I can’t settle on a design I like and I don’t want to launch it looking like it just had a nose job.
Enough with the boring stories.
Paul Smith – Black
These two finds from the Black Collection by Paul Smith would do fine in any woman’s closet. Though I’m not always a huge fan of the shoulder sweaters, the blue in this one makes the herringbone pattern of the dress pop.
Without seeing it standing up, the dress on the right could be slightly misleading and end up looking balloon-ish if done wrong. Buyer beware.
I’m amazed at the consistency of Bonobos looks. They rarely seem to miss. I’m also amazed that others aren’t amazed when a pair of pants on sale is still $188. (more…)
As I stood there staring over the bin, I knew what my target would be. Though I was a fan of gumballs, Sweettarts and Saltwater Taffy – nothing could come between me and the gratifying tastes of Smarties. Twenty-five single sweet treats that never seem to get eaten individually. I had a plan in place and knew this was the day I fulfilled it.
I was always the good one of the bunch growing up. First to tattle on others and equally fast to cower in shame when I knew I had done wrong. But today was going to be different. At ten years of age, I was out to prove myself.
Our neighborhood grocery store was small, larger than a convenience store but much smaller than the big box variety. I bet I made eight laps around its isles that day. My friends as I saw it, had started a life of crime; and like any good follower, I was going to get into the action.
The bins were located near the produce section at the front of the store. They differed from the candy section, which had its equally enticing sugar treats, but I wasn’t ready for such a bold strike on my first attempt. (more…)
“On a history test we were asked, ‚ÄòWho was Michelangelo?‚Äô I answered, ‚ÄòRenowned artist/Ninja Turtle. Wore an orange headband. Weapon: daggers.‚Äô My teacher marked this wrong and wrote back, ‚ÄòWEAPON: NUNCHUCKS. CHECK YOUR FACTS.‚Äô”
Call of the year
I want this guy calling all of the games for the teams I root for from now on. You’ve got to listen to both audio (in order) to understand. They’re short. (more…)
Illustrator Patrick Moberg built a workout plan tailored to his Internet usage. Although I may change one or two of the sites out, I could see this being a benefit.
