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Wordsmoker Anthropology: What’s the Most Embarrassing App in Your Smart Phone?

August 9, 2012 in Fashion, Technology, Wordsmoker Anthropology

Do most of you have smart phones now? Good, me too. One of the things that I’ve noticed is that, in addition to being very smooth and sleek, they also have applications that you can use to sort the shit in your life out. Some of these apps I frequently utilize and some I pay to download and then immediately delete. An example of an app that I use would be Flashlight, which as you may have guessed, instantaneously turns your phone into a flashlight for spelunking and clearing dark stairwells of zombies. It’s a useful app. Since I’ve downloaded this app, I’ve located three socks behind my dryer. Unfortunately, I had long since discarded their mates, but that’s not Flashlight’s fault. Read the rest of this entry →

The Officer’s Monologue – At a Place Called YOLO

June 30, 2012 in Fashion, Food And Drink, The Officer's Monologue – A Guide to Fashion

“The Officer’s Monologue” is one male police officer’s continuous narrative about fashion, interior design, decor, dining, and all things esthetic. All remarks are approximate quotes of actual statements made to the author—usually over sandwiches and cookies. Any resemblance between the principal character to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

A buddy of mine from the military came in from out of town, so he called me to see if I wanted to hook up. So I’m like, “what the fuck?” and tell him to meet me at YOLO because I’ve been wanting to check it out. Read the rest of this entry →

The Officer’s Monologue – Romero Britto: The PB&J Sandwich of Artists

April 16, 2012 in Art, design, Fashion, Style

“The Officer’s Monologue” is one male police officer’s continuous narrative on fashion, interior design, decor, dining, and all things esthetic. All remarks are approximate quotes of actual statements made to the author—usually over sandwiches and cookies. Any resemblance between the principal character to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Check it out: new wallet. Salvatore Farragamo. You wouldn’t believe what it cost—$190. Let’s go grab a sandwich and I’ll tell you the story.

Thirty minutes later, at the only sandwich place in the city that doesn’t boast of “artisan sandwiches” . . . 

I had been looking for the right wallet for a while. You know the leather really does make a difference, and you don’t want to pull wallet with thick coarse leather out in front of a date or anything. Anyway, I finally just said, “What the fuck; I’ll take it.” Now I’ve got nothing left to put in it. Read the rest of this entry →

The Officer’s Monologue – These Chairs Have Legs

April 2, 2012 in design, Fashion, Style

“The Officer’s Monologue” is one male police officer’s continuous narrative on fashion, interior design, decor, dining, and all things esthetic. All remarks are approximate quotes of actual statements made to the author—usually over sandwiches and cookies. Any resemblance between the principal character to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

I’ve told you about my plan to turn my place into the ultimate James Bond fuck pad, right? Yeah, so the other day I have a little time on my hands, and I hit the road in “Hepburn” for a little furniture action. Read the rest of this entry →

The Officer’s Monologue – Let’s Dish, Shall We?

March 21, 2012 in design, Fashion

“The Officer’s Monologue” is one male police officer’s continuous narrative about fashion, interior design, decor, dining, and all things esthetic. All remarks are approximate quotes of actual statements made to the author—usually over sandwiches and cookies. Any resemblance between the principal character to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Read the rest of this entry →

The Officer’s Monologue – Tie My Tie

March 5, 2012 in Fashion

 

“The Officer’s Monologue” is one male police officer’s continuous narrative about fashion, interior design, decor, dining, and all things esthetic. All remarks are approximate quotes of actual statements made to the author—usually over sandwiches and cookies. Any resemblance between the principal character to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Read the rest of this entry →

Goodbye, Pants

April 25, 2011 in Fashion

My longest relationship was with a pair of pants. Nothing in my life has comforted me or stood by me, sometimes literally depending on what they were caked with, the way these pants have.

I bought my logger-front, duck-colored Carhartts in September of 1999 right after I finished up the worst job of my life and was starting anew on my university’s logging team. There I was, drinking Coors light and running around with a chainsaw just like the cool kids. I fit right in thanks to my pants. Logging team only lasted a year, I got tired of the drama so my Carhartts and I moved on.

They were my workpants that I dragged through three years of erosion research, soil science field trips, and various hikes through the Central Coast of California. Repeated washings shrunk them to my frame and they frayed at the cuff where they dragged on the ground. They are the only pants I’ve ever had that I didn’t need a belt and didn’t need to cuff. A visiting student took a picture of me for her journalism class in my Carhartts and purple hair because she liked my style. When all else failed around me, I could put on my trusty pants and wander off into the chapparel and escape. No brush was too thick and no mud hole too deep that we couldn’t get through. Read the rest of this entry →

Liberty v. Security – Galliano, Hate Crimes and Free Speech

March 1, 2011 in Fashion, Politics, Racism

I had never heard of John Galliano until a few days ago when he sat in a French cafe exposing himself to the patrons (and the world) as a vile human being. My ignorance of his existence comes from the fact that I have very little knowledge about the fashion world, and nothing to do with his apparent importance in that industry. Unfortunately, now he’s on my radar. When other customers asked if he was drunk, Galliano responded with this: Read the rest of this entry →

Yay! Updo’s Are Back!

August 10, 2010 in Fashion

Until about 14 seconds ago, I didn’t realize what an “updo” was because I have testicles and watch football. Well, 21 seconds ago I had a hairy epiphany, and it turns out that the hair I’ve always liked on ladygirls – pulled up, or back, or whatnot and fancy-smanchied on the top of the head – is called an “updo”, and now not only do I have a name for the hair I like on ladygirls, but the hair I like on ladygirls is back in style BECAUSE THE GUARDIAN SAID SO.

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