Barney Stenson is right: a suit can make all the difference.
For instance, I now luck much less like a dissolute Allmann Brother, and much more like… well, an Allmann Brother in a decent suit, with a smashing gold paisley vest and bow tie…
Barney Stenson is right: a suit can make all the difference.
For instance, I now luck much less like a dissolute Allmann Brother, and much more like… well, an Allmann Brother in a decent suit, with a smashing gold paisley vest and bow tie…
Barney Stenson is right: a suit can make all the difference.
For instance, I now luck much less like a dissolute Allmann Brother, and much more like… well, an Allmann Brother in a decent suit, with a smashing gold paisley vest and bow tie…
As I sit here in my comfortably toasty Toronto hotel room, I realize that there's a lot to blog about: the postponement of the trial, some memories of Toronto, the latest CanLit slap-fight, last night's Waterboys' show, tomorrow night's Sweeney Todd, the writing, the reviewing, etc, etc.
But all I can think about is my tux. Ah yes, that time of year again. This time with a smashing new vest and tie, a lovely gift from the family.
Yes, the Giller Prize gala starts in t-minus 78 minutes and I am — unusually — obsessing about clothes.