Repped in J. Crew

Folks,

this was just one of those monday mornings, when you don´t wanna wake up, everything is fuck, everybody sucks. You don´t really know why, but you wanna testify, rippin´ someone´s head off....no, not really, was allright (but that Limp Bizkit track is, despite its age, still dope), but pretty cold.

There was one remarkable thing, though, one noteworthy occassion: my colleagues all congratulated me on my new haircut. All but one, J didn´t like it that much...well, you certainly never can satisfy everyone. Which brings me to our great sport Mr. Anon, who seemed to antipicate a different reaction to his great post. Despite the fact that my outfits are still far away from being reasonable, he doesn´t share his thoughts with us...or as Justin from The Shoe Snob said: only talk but no walk...

Thirdly, i am honoured to announce yet another member to this blog: Yankee-Whiskey-Papa, himself being a man of great taste and of charming writing skills. Make sure you check out his blog and never act as deciphered on his party entry...he´s totally right calling those people assholes. 

Pictures, finally:

Answers to the latest comments:
@Scott: seems as if i can get you anytime with those vest looks :)
@Mats: glad you made your way here...i probably could, but here is a really good one that i used for my own bows: Greg´s tutorial on how to make a bow tie
@Justin: hmm....maybe he´s gone blind from all those weaves/colours/textures...and fallen down the stairs from his throne sitting in the highest room of this ivory tower...
@Prad: cheers, but i can´t probably pass them along. They´re just too lovely...and checked your blog, i really liked it!