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It’s the dog days of summer and I’m being basted with my own juices, so it’s only logical that we take some time out to discuss this Sherpa Wool Top Coat from wings + horns. Nothing says “summer” like brushed wool. Hanging out in the backyard, sipping on some ice cold brews and grilling up some hot brats. Chillin’ on the beach, getting violently drunk on rosé and recklessly setting off fireworks. Kicking it at a Game of Thrones viewing party, wearing a nice, heavy, brushed wool top coat and nearly dying from heat stroke like Martin Lawrence. I make that reference an average of about 3.75 times a year, despite the fact that it almost never lands. I’d like to think that I’m exhibiting an enviable amount of intestinal fortitude, but it’s far more likely that I’m performing an exercise in definitional insanity. Practice makes perfect, ten thousand hours, and all that. Like the old saw says, repetition is the spice of life. So just keep doing whatever it is you’ve been doing. It’s gotten you this far. I mean, if you’re reading this, then you’re not dead, which I consider heartening. The best thing that any of us can do is to cling to all of our habits, no matter whether they are good or bad. Brush those teeth. Eat that donut. Sacrifice that goat. Who knows which of your compulsive actions happen to be preventing some cruel and capricious deity from destroying the world with a series of (super)natural disasters. Sometimes I feel like my blood is turning to powder and that I need to drink other blood to replenish my own supply, but WebMD says that isn’t a thing. You know that feeling, right? You understand. You have to do what you have to do to stop the volcano under your house from erupting. Just don’t get blood on your brushed wool. That dry cleaning bill is a real bitch -RB
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