Well, dear readers, it’s cleaning lady day so I must write these notes in a thrice or faster before she gets here and gives me the Evil Eye. Do any of you dear readers think it’s time for the fedora to make a comeback? My goodness, what a segue that was. That was a seque worthy of Samuel Beckett, dear readers, in fact, I feel we should call it the Samuel Beckett Segue. Watching all these French crime thrillers, these serie noires, has put me in mind of the fedora, since Mr. Alain Delon wears one rather strikingly in most of these films. Perhaps I shall buy a fedora because I’m always a trendsetter, fashion-wise. I created the “looking like a bag of laundry” look so popular today. So, perhaps if I start wearing a fedora I will bring that trend back as well. I’m rather bored of baseball hats right now (yes, Virginia, I started that trend too), and I don’t think the world is ready for a beret comeback just yet, or a Carnaby cap (I used to wear those, as well). Yes, I think all we Hainsies/Kimlets (male and female, not necessarily in that order) should purchase fedoras and bring back that marvelous and sexy look. Remember, you heard it here first.
Last night I attended a middle school production of Cinderella, featuring Greer Geissman as Joy, one of the evil stepsisters. It was delightful and so was she. The little girl who played Cinderella was very sweet and so was her Prince. I guess they now license the version with Falling in Love with Love and Boys and Girls Like You and Me, because they were both there, sticking out like a sore thumb. But, a good time was had by all and then I came home and ate some chopped liver whilst thinking about a fedora.
Well, why don’t we all click on the fershluganah Unseemly Button below before you-know-who gets here and gives me ye olde Evil Eye.
Today I shall be attending the Ray Courts Hollywood Memorabilia Show – I’m not signing at this one (I’ll do the one in June, to celebrate the release of Kritzerland, and perhaps even the new CD), but I always go down there to be supportive and say hello to my many friends.
Have I mentioned that I think it’s time for the fedora to make a comeback? What a fine chapeau is the fedora. Where will I find one? Are there hat stores? Does anyone still wear a hat – oh, a Stephen Sondheim reference. If the fedora is “out” will anyone carry them? All this may seem old hat to you, but I really believe the fedora’s time is here once again.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must go here, I must go there, I must go everywhere, and then I must eat something amusing then go off to a screening of what I believe is the latest Vin Diesel film (don’t ask). Today’s topic of discussion: What is the most outrageous fashion statement you’ve ever made? In other words, what is the most outrageous outfit or costume (non-Halloween) you’ve ever worn in public? I’ll start – when we were running Bay Cities, one of our group had recently broken up with his girlfriend, so we all decided to go out for a night on the town to a singles place called the Sugar Shack (which had formerly been my childhood favorite restaurant, Kowloon). But, I was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, and others were dressed not-so-well, either. At that time, the fellow who’d broken up with his girlfriend had just produced a film called Night Visitor (which I did a cameo in, and which I polished some dialogue for – although I don’t think they used it – it stood out because it was actually good, so it didn’t go with the rest of the wretched script). In any case, he had three of Alan Garfield’s black suits at the office, so we all put them on and wore them to the Sugar Shack. Of course, Alan Garfield is rather short and rather heavy so the suit looked ridiculous on me (I was very thin at the time, and 5’10” as well). The other people didn’t look quite as stupid as I did but we were quite a sight to see. Your turn.