Sartorial ponderings (from 6th Mar 06)

May 2, 2009 at 2:47 pm | In Migrated 20six stuff | Leave a Comment
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Wearing cream trousers, stripy blue and white shirt and greyish tweed overcoat I was walking down the street and then had to double check my outfit. A weird anxious feeling creeps over me as a terrible thought appears; am I, in fact, wearing pyjamas and my grey dressing gown? A quick check and I discover that this is pure invention, but I have to admit that today’s outfit (if this is not too much of a bold claim – first items out of the wardrobe hastily thrown on hardly could claim to be an outfit…) does resemble the appropriate garb for pootling about the house with a bowl of cereal in one hand and the morning newspaper in the other.

Went to Oxfam at lunch and bought some good books and records; Punch the Clock by Elvis Costello, Ninja Tunes 12″, few other strange 12″ by weirdly named bands (Klimpt?) and then the new Tom Wolfe book and a new Maths book by Mario Livio; The Equation That Couldn’t Be Solved, a book about symmetry that sounds very good.

How much would you pay for a smart (sexy) shirt? Send me ideas! (from 26th Jul 04)

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Saturday’s plan was to meet Hayley and go shopping for wedding clothes. We had previously agreed that it would be cool to try and co-ordinate clothes/colours and we wanted new gear. Phil and Liz (Hayleys mate from Lincolnshire way) came down as well. H & L were in varying stages of hangover – I passed on Friday night drinking cus I was so knackered. The Arches were proving annoyingly stubborn in their reluctance to throw up any suitable clothes. I was thinking ruffles but the ruffley shirts were all, well, too ruffley.

Phil tried to buy me roller-trainers – trainers with wheels that could pop out the bottom to skate with then pop back in to walk with. They were kind of cool but I’m not sure that I’d ever wear them. I am up for roller-blades though…

Hayley bought a nice flowy white skirt and two sets of curtains with which to make a top – she is going “boho-chic”. Hmmm. I was getting frustrated with the lack of shirts that would work – still not sure what I want but might have to step away from cheap second hand camden stuff and splash out on a smart sexy new shirt from some proper store. All suggestions welcomed!

Needed to spend money on something so suggested the pub. Fox & Nina met us in the ice wharf for a pint and recommended a retro shop opposite the market. H & L left us to go home and getr ready for going out in the evening – they were on some crappy guestlist for a Covent Garden Club but their group had dwindled through sickness and they considered coming to the party/ies with the rest of us. Retro shop was crap – me & P left camden empty handed – Bah!


Back Home and later…
Tricia & Me had drinks with Colin our next door neighbour who passed glasses of Alize over the fence – nice. We all got ready to head off to the Osidge to meet up with Jon who’s party was going to be first on the agenda. H & L blew out the club and would come and meet us their. We were ment to go to Dalston after for Nicoles party but it was a long way and we were going to see how we all felt.

Phil spent the bus ride to the Osidge (as he always does) complaining that he didn’t see why we had to go to a different county (middlesex) to have a pint when there was a pub a minute from our house – Tricia agreed with him. Hurumph. Ah well, they only do it to try and wind me up a bit. Me & Phil have a jinx moment when we say “JETPACKS” at the same time when thinking of new ways to travel to the pub quicker.

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