Last edited by dryplum (2014-01-08 08:07:07)
Isn't the main point that here is Crompie a PPE Oxford man hob-nobbing with tailors just for the freebies and to up his profile as a guru. It's a bit like hob-nobbing with the boiler man for a discount. That's my real point.
Last edited by dryplum (2014-01-08 11:00:58)
Virtually subterranean is old Shoo!
l an unusual fellow in that l don't buy into the image thing. l understand image well and know it's purpose in this world and what it is supposed to portray, but l prefer to know the real man behind the status, job and clothes. When you see things this way you will talk to anyone without intimidation...kind of like when Paul Hogan visited New York in that old film. It's like the time my grandma walked into parliament house, banged on the doors during a sitting session and disrupted the entire parliament and asked to speak with the Premier (in the old days when it wasn't really guarded). She didn't care, the men in the parliament were just people to her. It's also like how an ex-friend met the Prime Minister lost in a local laneway looking for a certain hotel...the P.M asked him if he knew where the hotel was and the friend was like "yeah mate, i'll show ya". He made no big deal of it because he saw the P.M as just another man doing a job. Who is the real man behind the clothes...that's what really matters. It's how you treat people that counts because your reputation is all you leave with in this world, so make a good impression, help people and treat people well.
Last edited by The_Shooman (2014-01-09 03:26:06)
Sounds like Dante's 'Inferno' to me! Anyway, I like the warmth and could put up with sulphurous smells - provided that the company is as good as a round here
PS Maybe there's an eternal Pitti Uomo-astral-plane for someone like Crompie - condemned (without a keyboard or even a pad and pencil) for several aeons to watch Alan Flusser parading about in his long-shorts/short-longs; short socks with man-bag and Afro comb.
Last edited by Dudley Clarke (2014-01-09 03:39:37)
Shooey -
Ex friend? That sounds like a story waiting to be told. Did they adopted the wearing of rubber soled shoes?
Crompie is, apart from some agonizing over the length of his DB wrap-around by A&S, and standing next to a man wearing the most beastly brown shoes with a muddy blue suit, being amazingly restrained at Pity this year.
I have broken the Crompie habit - and donĀ“t look anymore.
The Crompie habit is less addictive than crack, but it will rot your brain quicker.
I call him Crap-tom, he has ni idea but writes as if he was a cathedratic.
On his review to the worst ever unshirt by Burgos Madrid, a shirt that we have printed it and posted on our neapolitan school.of Alta Dartoria as example of defective tailoring.
He gave a 9 out of 10 to a shirt that even has crooked lines of machinestitching and knots on the thread. He also claims that plastic buttons are mop on my post as Paco.
He gave a better note than the Kiton shirt we do. When i showed it on the house of the Borrelli grandmaster he said, we did well charging the full price to that snob.
He is well know to ask for money for promotion. He asked for it and free stuff on a local shop who are used to get asked money for real tough guys and he was about to be launched to the dock.
Great bribed ignorant and tacky dresser.
Edit, this is my first post and haven't seen a nice poster already denunced it. On that link see how he claims to my post as Paco the plastic button is mop. He censored my following post.
We all do a lot of jokes about this ignorant and another blogger called elaristocrata , who promotes the worst ever tailors as well as most tacky dresser after Gianni Cerrutti.
Last edited by sartodinapoli (2014-05-13 17:19:33)
OMG this is unbelievable - Crompie's latest jaunt has been to a junket of the Aristocrata club at the Intercontinental Hotel in Madrid!!! Boom! Boom! as Basil Brush would say!!
Last edited by Dudley Clarke (2014-05-28 09:03:49)