Friday, April 24, 2009

Purple Shirt of the Week: There's no place like home

Remember the shoe discussion a while back? well, friend Michele went
and got herself some purple sneakers at that sale and she wanted to
share them with all of you this week.

This has been a bad week, so i'll make this short. I'm hoping that if
i put these on and click my heels, i'll be home and it will have been
a dream.

I also hope that blogger doesn't screw up and send this out with no
photo attached again.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Blogger, you're killing me

yet again blogger's dropped the ball and no pic went through. sorry all.

Purple Shirt of the Week: This person is NOT an argyle

Welcome back folks to another edition of "Purple Shirt of the Week". I'm your host, Barney, and this week we'll be taking a look at one of the dressier pieces we've had in our collection.

Last week I was hanging out with some friends from college at a bar on a Friday night, and the short version of the story is that one of them had had enough drinks to start to worry about her running into someone that she used to know who had a crush on her. But she quickly was able to feel better about it because regardless of any insecurities on her part, this guy was wearing an argyle sweater vest. And in her drunken reasoning, this was case enough that she won - that the guy was dressed like an idiot. Our table was agreeing - a guy hanging out in trendy yuppie south norwalk on a friday night wearing an argyle sweater vest didn't really meet up with our elitist standards for friend making. this guy was either boring or a meathead. as were the other two similarly-attired gentlemen at the bar listening to a bad cover band.

No offense to any meatheads out there reading this. And hang in there, I'm going somewhere with all this.

My second story, which is much shorter, revolves around a person I used to work with. For sake of keeping him anonymous, we'll call him Sary Gtager. This guy was, and is, a complete moron (no offense to any morons reading this). I mean, maybe he's smart and a leader in his industry, but he has the social graces of a...person with no social graces. One day, my friend Carrie, who had had enough of him, and is prone to stating the obvious in such a clear way that other people aren't quite abel to, addressed to everyone in general "Sary Gtager is such an...wait, i said i was going to be nice this week, begins with an "a" and ends with an "e", you know what I mean." To which I called in from the next room, "argyle??"

Thus began a great codeword, that ties in nicely with the previous story.

Taking a 180 now, on to today's picture. The complete antonym to everything I just said, this is my friend Sue (not Eyore girl from a few weeks back). She is the furthest thing from a meathead or "being an argyle". In fact, and this is in all honesty (after reading this blog at for the past few months, i think you can gauge my level of being honest in a "way too much information" sort of way), she's one of the nicest people I've had the pleasure to work with at any of my day jobs, even in the face of her usually being way over-worked. And she's got quite the snappy wardrobe, always dressed with attention to detail.

So, if you want a lesson on how to be awesome, take a lesson from Sue. If you want to be a rude clod, talk to Sary.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Purple Shirt of the Week: Doc Doc Goose

Well, since two people have told me about purple footwear this
morning, it's only fitting that I bust out my Doc Martins that I've
been saving for a special occasion. I bought these in Toronto years
ago. I was deciding between a replacement of my completely worn-
through red pair (and the replacement wasn't nearly as cool as the
original, and would need some "doc-toring up") or these purple ones.
My girlfriend at the time said "you know, if you pass these up you'll
be kicking yourself because they're so rare and cool and you keep
coming back to them".


Now, I've seen it before: my posting of my wardrobe on this blog may
make some of you dash out to the store in the attempt to look just
like me. I understand, it's natural, and I'm more than a little
touched that I've inspired so many of you. But please, take a moment
to heed the warning that I just read on the AP wire: "Are you talking
about the purple shoes in Walmart? Because they're recalling them -
the little heel strappy thing breaks off."

But apparently the shoes at are ok.

Now go forth, in the vein attempt to catch up to my trend-leading
fashion repertoire, and get that GDP growing again!

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Monday, April 6, 2009

Purple Shirt of the Week: Lost in Transmission

Much like the fax you sent me from your attorney, the image in that
last email seems to have gotten lost. It has been restored and posted
on the blog:

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Purple Shirt of the Week: I don't think she made this herself

My friend Ann makes a lot of sweaters. And socks. And scarves. And hats. And gloves. And barometric pressure gauges.

If it's made of yarn, she can whip it up double time. Now, I'm not one to recognize or know much about women's fashions (except for that time at H&M where I found what I wanted in the women's section...I'm probably digressing more than I should here), but there's some pretty cool stuff she makes. Now, after all that set-up, this isn't one of them. It's off the rack. Unlike the socks on this blog from a few months ago.

Just don't ask her about making doilies.

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