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Here I go again.

6 Apr

My dear Occasional Reader,

Once again, I’m embarking on a quest to embarrass myself.

I’m aiming for a whole new level of international embarrassment this time, and I’m hoping that you can help me achieve it.

 

You may remember me wearing this outfit last year to a show.

Looking back on it, I seriously wonder what I was thinking.

The good thing, however, is it has given me the perfect entry for this “fashion fail” competition.

So far, from what I’ve seen of the competition on the site, I should win this hands down.

I’m easily the worst dressed man on there, and I’m in an outfit I actually wore out.

In public.

On purpose.

I just need your votes.

Save an idiot.

Vote today.

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It’s poiple, see?

24 Feb

“Toity poiple boids

Sittin’ on da koib,

A’ choipin’ and a boipin’

An’ eatin’ doity woims.”

That little rhyme popped into my head just as I sat down to write this post.

It’s amazing what sticks in your head after reading it.

The spellcheck function in my head also just had a meltdown.

I was going to wax lyrical about the benefits of wearing purple and what a good mood it can put you in, but I think this says it all, don’t you?

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Shoes – Giorgio Brutini

Jeans – Oxford

Shirt – Oxford

 

The incredible shrinking man!

19 Jul

I’ve been on a bit of a weight loss quest lately, and thought it was time to check the results.

Rather than take notice of my bathroom scale, which has footprints embedded in the bloody thing because I’m on it that often, I thought the best way to check would be to pose with an outfit on that I wore for one of my first posts just over 8 weeks ago.

Now while my sweet deluded lady love assures me there is a noticeable difference in body size, I’m not sure I see a change.

What are your thoughts, occasional reader? Be brutal now. If you knew me, you wouldn’t want to be nice about it.

Shoes – Giorgio Brutini $80

Jeans – Ittierre $200

Shirt – Bossini $20

Jacket – Ben Sherman $90

 

Feeling decidedly pink!

2 Jul

I love pink, always will and always have.

You can imagine the crap that got dished in my direction way back in my school years when I declared my predilection for the pinker palettes.

Maybe because I was out to make a statement that colour choice did not equate to gender identification or sexual preference. Nor did I think it would affect my ability to grow up big, strong and most importantly to everyone (apart from me), MANLY!

The other, and I would say, more realistic reason that it attracted ridicule, was that I didn’t have the brains to work out that there was an unwritten rule that ensured boys liked blue and girls liked pink, and anything outside of that would essentially mean the loss of one’s as yet undiscovered sexual identity.

It amazes me (and irks me a little) that this particular line of thought, as ignorant and plainly stupid as it is, still exists in some minds. Believe it or not, just the other day, I actually heard a guy tell a salesperson that he wouldn’t wear pink because it would make him gay. I actually laughed out loud, thinking he was joking. With the look I received, I don’t think he was. Awkward.

To hell with sexual identity, and just feast your eyes on the fuchsia fringed fabulousness that is this blogger’s wardrobe.

Shoes – Giorgio Brutini $80

Trousers – Hugo Boss $190

Shirt – Oxford $50

Jacket – Herringbone $400

Blending in…

23 Jun

Have you ever had one of those days where you don’t want to draw attention to yourself, and just want to quietly go your own way, almost invisible as you blend in to the masses of mediocrity?

That was how I felt today, so I raided my closet for the outfit that was as close to camouflage as I could find. It had so much potential to be a great disguise…. in Scotland.

Shoes – Giorgio Brutini $80

Jeans – Henry Como $60

Shirt – Oxford $50

Jacket – Premonition $150

The Brutini story so far….

20 Jun

I realise it’s been a few days since I laid bare the *soles* of another shoe family, so I hereby fling forth the fabulous footwear family known as the Brutinis.

The Brutini family’s patriarch, Giorgio Brutini, had a fine Italian background but struggled to be accepted due to his pastel pink skin hue and unusual texture. There was a brief but torrid affair with a hippie crocodile somewhere along the Brutini bloodlines that is seldom spoken of, but has resulted in outbreaks of the most fantastical skin tones and textures in various descendants of the family.

Giorgio Brutini

Giorgio feared that he would be forever lonely, never to sire little loafers of his own, but then he met Mama Brutini (her maiden name is inconsequential). Amazingly, Mama Brutini was just like Giorgio! Someone in her family had also done the dirty with a crocodile, as she was the same texture, but a lovely royal blue and black colour. Hoping this was just a coincidence, they checked and double checked that they weren’t related, confirmed they weren’t, and fell madly and utterly in love with each other.

Mama Brutini

I could go on to describe that first night of wild abandon, the twisted tongues and salacious lacings, but I won’t. What I can tell you, that shortly after that wonderful night, Mama gave birth to triplets, each one having it’s own individual colour!

Little Brutini #1

Little Brutini #2

Little Brutini #3

Now the fashion police at the time weren’t overly happy at having a whole family of crocodile skins walking around, fearful that Giorgio may become too big for his yet to be made boots. Before they could catch him, he escaped to India where he scored a job as a manufacturer’s model. He was very successful for a time, which is why you may see a number of Brutini copies walking around nowadays.

The family moved to Australia to happily settle here in the shoe duplex in Sydney via a short stay in the USA. You would think that with all that travel they would have cost me a bomb to bring them in, but surprisingly, they all have come in at under $100 per pair. Great value once you also consider the quality of each member of this very cool family!

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*Disclaimer*

The above story may not be true and in fact may be merely the workings of the mind of a man with way too much time on his hands.

Good mood essential for a good outfit.

26 May

While I know that the right outfit can lift your spirits and make you feel better, I also believe that you have to be in a relatively stable or good mood to start with for the outfit to take effect.
Last night is my convenient example.
I had a theatre date with my lady love, but unfortunately she had to cancel. This didn’t put me in the greatest of moods as I hate going to the theatre by myself. I mean, I love the show etc, but I think it loses a little of its appeal when flying solo. I tried a couple of friends to act as a fill in to no avail, so solo it was going to be.
Going back to my starting theory, I raided my closet for an outfit that would make me feel better. I’ll admit I started on this project about midday, because I’m one of those people that start the outfit from the shoes and work my way up. I usually get to the last item, realise that nothing is working after all and start working my way back down. This usually results in me wearing a third choice of shoe, a sixth choice of outfit, having to deploy a search & rescue team to find the bed under all the clothes, and my partner having to reapply her make-up twice because it “faded” while I was getting ready.
Despite pulling out all the stops (and my entire wardrobe), I still felt a tad flat, but I pressed on. I went for some very bright colours, thinking that though I may feel flat on the inside, I’m going to have a freaking party on the outside!
I was starting to feel a lot better by the time I got to the theatre at the casino. There’s something about walking through a throng of depressed gamblers, dressed like you belch sunshine and fart rainbows, that lifts the spirits like nothing other.
The ticket collector exclaimed how much she loved my pants, a complete stranger commented how lovely my jacket was, a guy at the urinal did a double take as I walked in and pissed on his own shoes. Things were looking up!
The show was so-so, but I still felt pretty full of myself as I made my way back through the casino, drinking in the appreciative looks (I’ll interpret the looks any way I want) from the patrons. I got into the nearly full elevator, and as we started down, a casino employee said quite loudly “Nice shoes.”
I looked around to confirm he was speaking to me, and said “Thanks.”
He followed this up with ” Can’t say the same about the rest of it though.”
I must admit I was a little shocked. I mean, this was a casino employee. I was presumably a casino customer, and for all he knew, I had just blown my weekly salary at the tables and wasn’t in the mood to be criticised. Aren’t they taught to tread carefully with people leaving the casino?
I retorted, “Words from the fashion guru in a bellboy suit.”
I know, we don’t use the title bellboy in Australia, but it’s the first thing that popped into my head (actually it was the 2nd thing, but there were ladies present). Regardless, it had the desired effect. A few people laughed and he shut the &%*$ up.
He, however, had (what I hope was) an unseen effect on me. I felt like crap again. Thankfully a nice lady spoke in my defence, saying to the employee, “His jacket matches the shoes perfectly. I think he looks great.”
I smiled, thanked her, and left on the next floor, even though my car was actually parked two floors further down.
I walked back to the car, drove home, and was even too despondent to stop for my traditional after theatre coffee & cake.
I have realised this morning however, that I did look fabulous after all.
Fashion is a VERY subjective thing. I don’t subscribe to the so-called fashion faux pas sold to us in magazines by all the supposed experts. I think you should dress in whatever the hell you like, as long as it makes you feel good.
P.S. I said FASHION faux pas. Tracksuits and thongs are not fashion.

Shoes: Giorgio Brutini $90
Jeans: Rawyalty Couture $240
Shirt: Bossini $60
Jacket: Versace $895

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