Panthers: On my chest and neck. One a tattoo, one a bowtie.
Hard to believe that out of the last 86 days of this 100 Days of Ties project, I’ve only worn a bow tie one other time… I used to be such a champion for the neckwear. I don’t know what happened. That changes today. Or, well, at least I think I need to wear more bows. They’re sharp. I paired today’s Rugby offering with a j Crew pinpoint oxford and Animal’s Official jacket. It was so effing cold this morning though that I refrained from the self-timer and did a quick shot on the bus.
To speak of the panther right quick: Since my youth, the animal has had a special place in my life. Although one of my best friends gave me a homemade tattoo of the beast on my chest, and it is covering that of my bowtie today, I kind of want to get more ink done of it. Professionally. Problem is, I’ve only seen it done so very cheeseball-esque. Tribal style or way too over the top. I need someone to draw up some wicked design for me. Any takers? Also, on the bowtie front, I shall be ordering meself some Pierrepont today.Their 2K11 sale is on…
While I was tardy in pulling the trigger on my planned new bow tie for my company’s holiday party this evening, I have one picked out, and after some unforeseen holiday shopping is completed, I will be going ahead with the purchase. But just because my sights are set on Pierrepont Hicks Giles tie doesn’t mean my blood-thirsty quest for new and unique bows comes to an end. With each one purchased, I find myself wanting to stock my neckwear collection more and more. It could be seen as a debilitating habit, but I’d rather this than have a crippling addiction to meth. Those anti-meth ads just popped into my head. Heh. “Okay, I will buy this bow tie. But only this one. I’m not going to end up like that.” Pan to Orville Redenbocker freebasing.
Perhaps it’s the upcoming Nashville trip, but I have been in a Southern kind of mood as of late. I think last night I said I was “fixin to do” something. Maybe make grits. I forget. Plus I am growing this mustache and running Southern Style Holiday Giveaway, which, if you haven’t entered yet, i suggest you do stat. The fine folk at Southern Brand sent me a koozie, and while I have only drinking a soda from it, it made that carbonated beverage all the better. Though, I am nowhere near getting “The South Will Rise Again” tattooed on my back, I am not adverse to wearing one of Southern Proper’s ties. Then, who knows? Maybe it’s off to Churchill Downs with my brother. I’m game. $2 Daily Double on #3, #5.
Well it took a whole helluva lot of flooring, but I was able to get out of my parallel parking space this morning. You just have to love the smell of burning rubber before 6:30am, don’t ya? I’m still a bit woozy from it, to be honest. At any rate, the reason I was up so early was due to the fact that my friend hasn’t finished making my costume, and I was looking for an impromptu one for the office party today. Not finding really anything aside from rolling up the legs of a pair of pink Polo pants, donning some sandals and an open silk shirt and saying I am “Will: upon retirement in the Bahamas,” I ended up wearing my normal garb. So, now, I have dubbed my costume, “Will: At the end of his five year plan.” I still have my hair, wearing bow ties, healthy, happy, and successful. And wouldn’t you know it? Today, I wasn’t the only one in the office with the neckwear.
Yessir, coworker of mine is sporting the Jerry Lewis look today and doing quite the job of it, I might add. Upon first glance, I thought, “Oh wow, someone came dressed as me.” Don’t flatter yourself, homeboy. That only happens once in a blue moon, and last year I saw that blue moon. Yeah, she was a sweet girl dressing up as me…I sort of miss her come to think of it. Regardless, it’s good to see the Bowmentum still chugging along.
And since it wouldn’t be right not sharing a new tie with the lot of you interested, I came across this Guernsey bow from Bill’s Private Stock on Beau Ties LTD. Very nice, if you ask me. Definitely part of a 5-year-plan ensemble. “Where do you see yourself in five years?” …Um. You and me celebrating the five year anniversary of that question…