St. Patrick’s Day finery:
Category: Grooming
Dress Code
One way that British pubs have tried to cut down on hooligan behavior is to ban the kinds of clothing that the typical hell-raiser wears: hoodies, sweat pants (“track suits”) and so on.
I like this trend.
So you can imagine my response when I read this sad little tale:
Jo, from Paris, was on the hunt to sample some traditional Scottish food and drink with her husband. They decided to head for the George IV Bar after hearing rave reviews from locals, Edinburgh Live reports.
Jo said: “My husband and I are from France and for a first night in Edinburgh, we really wanted a nice pub where we could eat food and listen to music at the same time.
“The place was very well noted and the food looked delicious so we tried to get in. My husband was refused entry by the security guard that deemed his pants ‘inappropriate for a restaurant.’
“Very disappointed and I definitely won’t recommend it. We’re currently eating at a pub that doesn’t have live music, too bad for us, but at least we are welcome and we’re eating well.”
The response:
However, the bar’s general manager hit back, writing: “We have a policy of no tracksuits/cottons/jobby catchers in the bar in the evenings.
“Many bars in Edinburgh have the same policy. We work hard to cater for our clientele.”
Once again, my policy of always dressing well when traveling is vindicated.
As it happens, I’ve been to the George IV a couple of times, and it’s a lovely place — not the least because it’s free of trashy yobs and their equally-trashy cock holster girlfriends. And the food is brilliant.
Add the George IV to your “the next time I’m in Edinburgh” list. I’ll be going back, for sure.
Gentler Clothing
The other day, I caught a glimpse of Hot Mommy Christine McGuinness:
…and yes, she’s very sexy and has lovely legs, fine breastworks and all that.
But those clothes: aren’t they a little too hard for a woman who’s not going to some dominatrix costume party?
Am I the only man who prefers women to be a little more feminine, and who misses the days when Laura Ashley was the designer of choice, with whites, pastels and soft floral prints?
And the style can carry through to nighties, too:
Was there ever a man whose heart would not beat a little faster when seeing that clothing in his bedroom?
Quite So
From Andrea Shulman at the Daily Mail:
“The crypto currency FTX collapsed last week, losing $32billion of value overnight. Sam Bankman-Fried, the youthful founder once hailed as a crypto legend and now facing possible extradition to the US from his Bahamas base, is always seen in a pair of shorts. So are we surprised by FTX’s downfall? Not at all. Why? It’s simple. Never trust a man who wears shorts outside of his holidays.”
What she said. I don’t know or care what or who FTX is/was, but her last sentence resonates with me, as you all knew it would.
This look is so over, and even more so when billions of dollars are being discussed.
On the other hand, “crypto-currency” isn’t real currency either, so maybe the small-boy look is appropriate.
Still Inappropriate?
Last week we saw how a woman was sent home from work because her tits were hanging out of her dress.
So she covered up completely, only to run afoul of HR once more:
The worker was wearing a midi length, high neck, black bodycon dress when she was approached by HR for the second time in a week about her ‘distracting’ and ‘revealing’ clothes.
Yeah, the dress is tight-fitting, but it’s actually very modest. I remember seeing women dressed like this not just as daily office wear, but for formal meetings.
There comes a time in everyone’s life when you simply have to tell HR to fuck off, and I think that time has come for our young lady.
Kettles, Pots And Pans
When it comes to morality, the modeling world is pretty much an untapped pit — unlike the pudenda of its denizens, which have traditionally been tapped more often than kegs at a German beer festival.
So forgive me if I’m untroubled by the teacupstorm of disapproval about supermodel Heidi Klum appearing alongside her (18-year-old) daughter in some Italian lingerie brand. I know, you want to see what all the fuss is about, so here it is:
Several thing suggest themselves, of course: Heidi is still beautiful at whatever her age is (couldn’t be bothered to look it up) and her daughter is very pretty, for any age. And Italian lingerie companies collectively have the morals of stoats when it comes to the age of their models, so I’m frankly surprised that they waited till the girl turned 18.
And speaking of stoatish morality, one of the tut-tutters about this situation has been none other than Ol’ Margarine-Legs herself, Ulrika Jonsson, who in her younger years gave birth to four children by four different men:
“I would never pose with my daughter like Heidi Klum…. it’s wrong and makes me feel deeply uneasy”
Ahem…
And by the way, she has no compunction about featuring herself with her daughter, just on an unpaid basis:
Other people, apparently, share Ulrika’s opinion:
“I wouldn’t model sexy lingerie with my mom”
“Sexualizing your daughter the moment they turn legal is weird”
Ah, such self-righteous bollocks makes me sick. And no Italian lingerie company has offered any of these people, including the wrinkled and rather bedraggled-looking Ulrike, millions of euros to do any of that, so we’ll never really know just how strong their principles are.
Here are the pics which seem to have caused all the ruckus:
I think they’re quite charming, actually.
And like her mother, Lena Klum is gorgeous, with better boobs.