Kingston1an wrote:

More from Shaver
http://www.askandyaboutclothes.com/foru … ost1308548


Concededly you have advised that you are employed within a rather staid* profession. So, point taken. I am enjoying the luxury of travailing in a tangibly libertarian institution where, I believe that were I so inclined, I might dress as a genuine fop and merely raise the eyebrows rather than the ire.

I hope he lets us know where these "tangibly libertarian institution[s]" are in Manchester, presuming he earns-his 'crust' there.

^
Clearly the Neil Strauss of the clothing fora.

The return of Howard, the best AAAC poster ever.

http://www.askandyaboutclothes.com/foru … ost1308758

This is a beaut.

It starts with a link to a rant about non-iron shirts from Slate. Over four pages we get huffing, puffing, good sir-ing and a timeout from AK.

It makes me wonder how some of these guys survive the terrors of daily life. Are these the same mopes who insist on giving the grocery store clerk the extra seven cents after she's rung up the transaction, knowing full well she can't do math in her head or anywhere else?

http://www.askandyaboutclothes.com/foru … ron-shirt.

Popeye Doyle wrote:

Patrick wrote:

This is a beaut.

It starts with a link to a rant about non-iron shirts from Slate. Over four pages we get huffing, puffing, good sir-ing and a timeout from AK.

It makes me wonder how some of these guys survive the terrors of daily life. Are these the same mopes who insist on giving the grocery store clerk the extra seven cents after she's rung up the transaction, knowing full well she can't do math in her head or anywhere else?

http://www.askandyaboutclothes.com/foru … ron-shirt.

Good find, Patrick.  Lots and lots of iGentility here--although "methinks" hasn't made an appearance. After the gun-toting Sheriff of Madison Ave. recalls his child-of-immigrants youth in straightened circumstances (tragically compounded by an allergy to polyester) DocD offers this tribute:

"Yes, but look at the amazing skills you developed as the result of necessity. Some would have "moved on" once they were financially stable and would not have had the drive and determination you did, which ultimately resulted in your present success and stellar reputation.

Kudos."

It's also a tour de force for Shaver - or should I say...a TOUR DE FARCE! LOLOL! He writes like a person with a tenth grade education imitating an Oxford don (I mean, even more so than the other iGents). It gets so bad that a good ol' down-home American has to plead with him to stop the high-falutin' talk:
http://www.askandyaboutclothes.com/foru … ost1308804

"every Shaver post ever written"

Do people actually speak that way....out loud? As I read through this entire thread, I had to chuckle at the irony of Shaver being surprised -- on multiple occasions -- about other posters misunderstanding or misinterpreting his posts. Just a friendly suggestion....a healthy dose of plainspokenness (dumb it down) in your posts might help solve that problem. I've always thought that if something's important at all, it deserves to be expressed clearly and plainly, so that anyone can understand it (including us common folk). What's with all the linguistic gymnastics and deliberately difficult prose?

Shaver's response is an homage to Orwell's Newspeak, since obviously any criticism of his garbled writing style is a fascist exercise of political power. Evidently Shaver has not read Mr. Orwell's "Politics and the English Language," which praises clarity and concision and condemns vacuous polysyllabic bullshit. Or maybe he is just another Russell Street sockpuppet or agent-provocateur, in which case I cannot say enough good things about him.

Separated at Birth:

Monkees drummer and "A Suitable Wardrobe" Hero Chuck Watts



and Welsh low-life and Fedora Lounge Bike Seat Sniffer "Vampyre Master"



Some random Beaver shots from the Traducers at Andy's, who love to show off their manly tradly limbs in the summer:

The old Lacrosse queen:


Old Lacrosse Queen wanting to show you his pierced navel but chickening out:


Is that a golf ball in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?


Our old friend Dr. Phudson contemplating mayhem:



Update:  New Member Sensible, hailing from the Dodge City Kansas area, trolls Crusty with Stroller trash talk:
http://www.askandyaboutclothes.com/foru … ost1307792

"I was wondering if you have the semi-formal day suit, the stroller/Stressman/Director's Suit, depending on where you live. Lots has been written about this elegant suit on A Suitable Wardrobe. Of the four formal suits, it is the one most quickly fading into oblivion. That is semi-formal evening (tuxedo) is the most often worn while formal evening (tailcoat) is likely second most frequently worn...but a distant second to the tuxedo. With everybody's (incorrectly) wearing tuxedos in the daytime, formal day suits are becoming obsolete, but I think we see the formal day suit (cutaway) in third place as to frequency even though it is more formal than the semi-formal daytime stroller. That's a bit ironic because, as a black jacket and black and grey striped (occasionally checked) trousers, it is closest to a regular day suit. I have not seen you sporting a stroller, and I was wondering if you have one."

And to end the week some Shaveriana from an exchange with Crustopher J. Threepiece, in which you guys are mentioned more than once:

Shaver: "Are any of our fellow members 40 stone 'shut-ins' whose outfits' comprise solely of soiled underpants but who spend their lives pontificating the proprieties of primp on line, I wonder? *ahem*"

Crusty: "When said pontificators get to 60 stone, and their stroppiness gets too much for That Other Website, they are banned, and are forced to concoct their bile at Film Noir Buff, the Devil's Island of websites devoted to menswear, a place remarkably void of original photo postings, at least by and of the local posters. "

Shaver: "Hmmmm, is that 'other' website the one where they have threads devoted to posting photo's of womens' body parts? I briefly perused but decided it was not really for me..... "

Last edited by Popeye Doyle (2012-07-08 19:27:02)

Probably the most disturbing thing about this blog post, is the need to share it in the first place..

For The Love Of Success
Last weekend I nailed a young brunette hottie 12 years my junior.

We met at a wine bar in Newport Beach. Bored and companionless for the evening, I had decided to go out on my own. I stood at the bar, drinking cabernet sauvignon, watching a recording of the Germany-Greece football match from earlier in the day. I can appreciate good wine--I was practically raised on the stuff--but I'm just not that into it. Still, female wine drinkers can be an amusingly superficial, silly lot and wine bars tend to attract a certain kind of young woman. Years of hitting the upscale bar scene alone or with a friend or two have made me extremely confident in this environment.

Surrounded by an orbit of flirtatious women in tight clothing, whose interest in me was as obvious as their perfume was strong, I noticed her sitting with another girl at a nearby table. When her friend momentarily got up and left, I walked over, smiling, wine glass in hand. She looked like a much younger version of the actress Marisa Tomei. I said something that made her laugh, ordered her another glass, and then said we should get two seats at the bar where I could watch the end of the game. Her friend returned briefly, and then said her goodbyes. Later, over a bottle of pinot noir, we discovered shared tastes in politics, movies, and sex. She was recently separated, she told me, and lived nearby with a roommate.

She tried to spring a jealousy shit test on me. When she started chatting with two young men at a nearby table who had been staring at her, I merely laughed and gently encouraged her. They were friendly chaps and the conversation soon turned to Euro 2012. When one of them made a suggestive remark to her, she rubbed my back and replied: "No, he doesn't get jealous". Which is true. From that moment she couldn't take her hands off me, slowly rubbing her hips on my thigh or stroking my large, tanned forearms.

At my place she stood in the library, glass of water in hand, admiring the books, framed prints, and various exotic souvenirs, occasionally asking a question about one item or another. We soon kissed, undressed, and went upstairs. She smelled deliciously of coconut body oil. In between bouts of sweaty sex, where I pounded her into the bed, she discussed her failing marriage. She made a comment that I found very interesting: "I don't want a man to feel as if his happiness depends on me." Obvious, of course, but the reminder alone was worth the soaked, stained sheets. It is something that all men, expecially single men, should take to heart and be reminded of now and then. One's happiness does not depend on a woman, but rather on achieving success in other arenas, at the office, on the sports field, in the studio, or in battle. Satisfaction comes from manly accomplishment. Stay focused and take your own side first. Put yourself above all--and women will, too.

That was several days ago. I haven't contacted her since. I did find an elastic hairband of hers on the floor behind the bed, which I disposed of in case certain interested parties found it. But last night, as I was draining the last cocktail of the evening and getting ready to head upstairs to bed, she texted me: "I've been thinking about Friday night. I want more of what you've got". Stay tuned.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4OMRm2nmcY

So Popeye is a Brit then....

How can I possibly keep up with you lot....!? Sorry about that. Still no easier to stomach the second time?

I just hope she doesn't have any Jewish blood, what a nasty shock that would be for our dear friend the Admiral!

Gilgamesh2003 wrote:

I just hope she doesn't have any Jewish blood, what a nasty shock that would be for our dear friend the Admiral!

What labs test for Jewish blood? Or Black blood? Or White blood?

What colour is it?

fxh wrote:

In between bouts of sweaty sex, where I pounded her into the bed

Note sophisticated subtle love making techniques.

Those highly experienced (lol) teenagers at S.F telling their sex stories all over the internet again?? l'd hate to meet many of those folks, the way they talk about women and dating is simply horrendous (l try to check threads about once a year to gage what type of people we are dealing with at S.F, and it seems that they have many young folk running around giving pick up advice to everyone on the internet along with telling everyone about how they get lucky all the time, all sound like teens or early 20's of course). This is the reason why l say we must stop t.v and movies from being made...it helps a culture turn into a culture immoral numbskulls who are not used to thinking for themselves. T.v, celebrities and movies shape the way society behaves, that's why sheep-men behave in unacceptable ways.