Will over at A Suitable Wardrobe has attempted to tame my sartorial fuzziness. And there probably couldn’t be a better guy for the task actually. Will Boehlke knows more about the technical aspects of clothing than anyone I read in the blogosphere. In a world of rapidly evaporating decorum and wobbly bearing, Will brings rules and sensibilities back to the sartorial realm. Something that other generations sourced from their fathers and grandfathers. There just aren't that many people left who can teach the emerging generation how to dress. Will is the sartorial Felix to my damn Oscar. Shut up.
I did a post about the uberfuzzy Marcoliani sock offerings a while back and Will responded with a proposal that I try a pair of Brescianis. A week or so later a packet arrived from A Suitable Wardrobe with a pair of these elegant Super 140’s lovelies therein. I’d propose that you skip a meal and order a pair of these from Will. I usually like my socks boisterous but these leggings humble me.
They command deportment and propriety simply by being present. Why? Because they are probably as close to lingerie as a man should ever come. I’m not kidding…these are buttah.
So where would one wear such elegance? Well for me it was a no-brainer. I cleaned up Friday afternoon after arriving home from my week of strategic juju sprinkling and donned white moleskins and a Flusser houndstooth jacket.
LFG and her fellow 4th and 5th graders were performing in The Aristocats. The multipurpose room at LFG’s school was the venue and I always try to kit-out in something that won’t embarrass my baby.
I’m not sure if it was the spot on performance of these kids this year or if it was the fact that Jack in the Beanstalk last year was so crummy but this performance was great. Every kid was brilliant and of course, being the biased fuzzydad that I am, I thought LFG was over the top. Look for the child in a leopard print vest and black beret. That would be "Little ADG"...LFG.
She’s an average soccer player but she loves it and I do to. But her real gift from God is manifest in song and dance. Whatever your child’s passion…once they land in that sweet-spot, nurture it and support it. Clarinet, soccer, theatre, chorus, horses, scouting….whatever. Nurture and support their dharma, their strategy…their gifts.
I can hardly cull any pictures from the play…there are so many great ones. So I’ll just roll a few of them for your pleasure.
Perfect Perfect Perfect...All of the kids were just great.
I only have one child. So I make no apologies for being stupid-crazy-silly over the top in love with my LFG. She is my dharma—my strategy.
And thanks again to Will for the lovely socks. Now do yourself a favor and scoot over to A Suitable Wardrobe and buy me another pair.
Onward…reverting back to my fuzzy redneck core…with self aggrandizing crotch shots from yesterday...
...wreaking havoc on the side gusseted rules of sartorial decorum …and headed to Philly for another round of juju. Billable.
ADG II ... The Aristocatic Super 140's Daddy