Last edited by NJS (2010-08-12 20:17:36)

That Sebastian Horsley piece wasn't bad. Some o the other articles are boring as all get out. A forum you need to register for to even see is counter intuitive.

there can be only one!!!

I really don't rate The Rake.

There are levels to all of this...



Chenners is known to be flat broke.



No shame in that.

Granted, he's a striver.     Strive, strive, strive. 

The Rake must have a niche. All I mean to say is that it's not for me. But who am I anyway?

Chistian the Dandy was FAR better than Christian the Ivy fan...

But only Christian knows who the real Christian is. Thus far I only see multiple experiments... And now he's sadly on the wrong side of 40 to be viwed as on the way up...   He's not young. Not anymore.

The best he has now is to be'a 'late bloomer'. But even that is a highly compromised thing to be...

Mr. John Gall was in FHM (a magazine) in London in his twenties as an acredited Ivy League Expert dressed in Brooks, Buffalo Creek & Haspel Seersucker.

Christian the Ivy fan starts in the late Summer of '08 when a highly manipulative Internet Troll (Me!) got to work on him...

And at 19 I was sleeping on floors with my Brooks Blazer from the 346 hung ever so carefully on a nearby chair up in Highgate, North London.

I'd like the real Christian M. Chensvold to stand up...

Who the hell is he?

Well, they do say genius flowers late.

But of course, we're talking about that 'real go getter' the man to bone idle/proud to get job: Chinny-Chenners.

He's not a freelance writer, along with his mucca Mr Mattis, he can only manage to string 500 words together on any subject. Destined to forever compose editorial highlights for grannies with blue rinses. Shame Readers Digest is not what it use to be.  A writer?  No, that brings a passive idleness to the profession, where only there is hard graft, booze and madness.

My old mucca, Ace Face tells me that Wellesradio was a decent chap, as to was Literary Syphillis and that David Sylvian look alike Fortinbras. So don't know what happened to twist them out of shape?  Then there was the mad Vietnam veteran and New England lawyer, who was actually too young to serve and yet, despite being a sociopath and narcistic nutter was still allowed to practice law in the dependency of Costa Rica so long as he kept on taking those little blue pills and electric shock treatment. There was some good fun instigated by NJS in exposing him.

There was also a strange fetishist on Dandyism into ironing men's shirts, the smell, the aroma of men, don't 'cha know? That's when the Ace Face left and took up alchemy and building his time machine. He's been in his garage for quite some time now, the Johnnie Walker Red and Marlborough fags keep on getting delivered and his missus, she thinks he's building a kit car Morgan.

Yes, Ace Face never sold it to me.

I'm watching this thread..