The Apologist

I took these photos the other day, but then I found two Brooks Brothers oxfords for ten bucks, and I decided to write about that instead, because I felt news of such a "score" more in keeping with the general thrust of this blog. Then, this morning I felt the need of a new post, if for no other reason than to steer the conversation off the topic of the slippers I bought that seem to be infuriating some off you ( forgive me the occasional guilty pleasure). Anyway, Mrs. G. took the camera to work with her today, so I'm sticking with some pictures already in storage:

Vintage Palm Beach "Zephyr Weight" madras jacket, $5.99, Brooks Brothers blue and white shirt with contrast club collar, made in USA, $4.99, no name silk knit tie, $.99, slide on collar bar (sorry, ADG), $.25
White suede "Worthmore" bucks by Florsheim (getting dirtier by the minute...can't wait for Fall) $1.99, tan Italian gabardine slacks by Ralph Lauren Purple Label, $4.99, navy cotton socks (I dig the contrast of the dark socks with white shoes and light colored pants, forgive me) from Target, part of a three pack for $4.99

The original post for these photos was going to be a kind of last-chance-for-Summer-clothes thing, which in this case I guess really only applies to the jacket. While I won't miss sweating like a hog and having my hair curl up in the Italian guy mini afro it becomes when the humidity is high, I will miss that jacket. Technically, the shoes close their season soon too, I guess, but I'm going wear them straight into November. Forgive me, but I happen to think that white bucks with cords and tweed on a crisp Autumn day are the jam. I'll probably wear them more in the Fall than I did this Summer.

When I wrote my last post, I knew it was going to piss at least a few of you off. That's fine. It' all well and good getting comments along the lines of "you look great", but without some criticism, we're not having much of a conversation. That's why I publish all comments except for spam. I welcome dissenting opinions in the interest of discussion. Really, I do.

But this morning, someone (an anonymous commenter, of course) said my blog had become a parody, which got my wheels turning. Now, I know that if you're going to write a blog and thereby live at least some carefully edited part of your life in public, a certain thickness of the skin is required. So before one of you gives me "if you can't stand the heat...", it ain't that. There have been times when a negative comment really struck home and got me to take a closer look at what I was doing, like the time I instigated that veritable sh*tstorm about the Pop Up Flea, and Tin Tin asked me to take down his link. I let things get out of hand, he called me out, we talked, and now we're pals, and now I know a little better. But parody? Forgive me, I just don't see it. That' a fairly heavy term to lay on someone as I see it, so if someone else is reading me that way, I'd like to know why. I encourage you all to think and say what you will, but if you're going to get to name calling, please be prepared to explain yourself.