prissy prissy moment

[rm]

Who the fuck invented button-down collars and can we ban them (both the collars and the inventor) for the rest of human existence?

Also... guh... hot hot guy in Citarella today. But I had too many frozen goods to do anything but turn my head really really conspicuously. (let's note, for a moment that "hot hot guy" means "totally in keeping with my current fantasy life, and as such, probably not that hot to anyone but me").

Comments

[orien.livejournal.com]

That's all there ever is for me: hot to no one else in the entire world, but enough to make me roll around on the floor in agony.

Since the weekend was insane and I don't feel like pawing around in my email to find the right comments-- just tell me what's convenient for you as far as doing something and I'll work it out.

[folk.livejournal.com]

I hate button-down shirts with ties. Hatehatehate. Collar stays all the way, baby. None of this floppy collar thing for me. Without ties...I'm slightly more ambivalent, though I'll always iron and starch a button-down flap so it looks like it's not a button-down.

[feyandstrange.livejournal.com]

Button-down collars, like ugly Velcro sneakers, should be allowed to exist only in the children's department. Once a kid is old enough to tie shoes and iron collars, no more of that.

It does make me happy that I know where in this town I can buy old-fashioned brass collar stabilizers. Someday I hope to persuade them, or even a bespoke tailor in London, to make me a man's pinstripe suit and a few shirts.