You Don't Have To Give Up

I saw a funny -- but sad -- bumper-sticker on a Honda SUV this morning:

"I used to be cool."

In related news, I'm going shopping today for a black leather motorcycle vest.

Back To (Ab)normal

My last outfit-post explored "normal" clothes. It was fun.

We now return to our regularly-scheduled programming -- my natural style which is fierce, flashy and fabulous. It's who I am deep inside.

The catalyst for the outfit below was discovering a real 1960's dress in my friend's vintage store yesterday. The dress is authentic and has the age-holes and tears to prove it. Certainly the style reflects the wild fashion existing back then -- and I should know, I was there!

What do you think? Have you ever worn Sixties' style?

Billie Eilish

Okay, I decided to check out the fuss about Billie Eilish and bought her debut album (on yellow vinyl). It's very good.

Billie's music is appealing. The lyrics are surprisingly deep. Her soprano voice has been accurately described as ethereal.

At the recent Grammys, Billie won five Grammy awards, including the four top categories.

Billie is so young (18) -- she was born after September 11th. I like that "Pirate" is one of her middle names (Billie Eilish Pirate Baird O'Connell). She was born in LA and raised by two actors/musicians who encouraged her and her brother Finneas to explore the arts. They've started a musical career that is quickly catapaulting them to superstardom. Billie will sing the title-song in the next James Bond film; she performed at the Grammys; and she will perform again at the Oscars. You'll soon know her as a major celebrity.

Alchemy

Shooting film -- real 120mm film, developed in chemicals -- with a plastic camera is alchemy. You never know what it will produce. Sometimes the results are magical. Here are my latest efforts with the Holga camera Ashley gave me for my birthday.

My New Watch

My new watch is made of wood. Yes, wood!

The watch uses actual maple wood. The company that makes these watches is conscious of its environmental impact and donates part of its profits to good causes, like planting new trees for all watches sold.

Plus, I think it looks pretty. Don't you?

Boys Will Be Boys

Here's a funny story. It's true.

My dad turns 90 years old this year. He resides in an assisted living facility. It's very nice and he likes it there.

My dad is a pleasant guy but he can be a little hard-headed. He's macho through and through and worked a cop for thirty years. Once my father gets an idea in his head, nothing can dissuade him.

During my youth we battled over the morality of the Vietnam War, the integrity of President Nixon, and the length of my hair. (Back in the Sixties, hair-length telegraphed everything about a man, including his politics and cultural hip-ness.) My dad has always been a "law and order" conservative.

Where my father lives now has a dining room. Anyone can sit anywhere but residents tend to sit in the same place every day. Informally they claim chairs as their own. This Christmas the facility put up a big Christmas tree which moved some tables around. After the re-arrangement, it wasn't clear which seat belonged to whom. 

There's another resident there named George. Like my father, George is a retired cop and around 90 years old. For some reason, George and my father don't like each other. I suspect they're too alike and resent that. Each wants to be seen as the alpha dog and the other's presence disturbs that image.

After the tree was put up, neither of them knew which chair was theirs. One of them was seated and the other came up and complained, "You're in my chair!" The other responded, "No, I'm not." They bickered. "Get out of my chair!" "No." "Get up or I'll knock your block off!" "Try it!"

Then they got serious. One dared, "Let's take this outside!" The other replied, "Sure!" 

The two men reached for their walkers and started slowly shuffling across the dining room toward the exit. Facility staff, alerted to impending fisticuffs, rushed over to break it up. "Gentlemen! You are NOT going to fight in the courtyard!" They pulled the pugilists apart and sent them to their rooms. With angry looks, the combatants parted and returned to their corners.

I believe a video of two 90-year old men engaging in a fist-fight would go viral. Millions of curious onlookers would click to see what that looks like. Fortunately my father hasn't turned into an Internet celebrity/meme. But there's always tomorrow. :)

Understated

When I wear female clothes, I tend to over-do it with super-bright colors, flashy styles, etc. The reason for that is simple -- I have decades of pent-up enthusiasm for female plumage. Plus, my natural instinct is to take everything to the extreme.

But what if I dress like a normal woman? In normal clothes, without hoopla?

I'm giving it a try. Here's a pretty Calvin Klein dress I bought at deep discount. The material is incredibly soft with the texture of suede. But, as textile-expert Sheila confirms, suede doesn't stretch and this material does. The color is equally hard to pin down: in some light, it looks beige but in other light, it's light pink. Whichever hue, I like it.

This is an outfit I could wear on many occasions. What do you think?