More often than not, wherever I go I find myself to be the only man wearing a shirt, pants, and boots, among grown men in loose-fitting t-shirts with slogans and logos, baggy shorts, and sneakers or flip-flops. I don't feel superior, only puzzled as to why a man would want to dress like a...
It's alright as long as you don't cackle maniacally while you do all that. That would be crossing the line into some mighty dark territory.
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It's not a want; it's a psychological necessity we inherited from our hunting and gathering ancestors. Women did the gathering, and if you watch them shop you'll see that they browse through every shelf and rack as though looking through the bushes and undergrowth for mushrooms and berries. Men...
I do not idealize the past, since it was never a happy picnic, but still--I cannot help feeling like an exile from another time, a stranger in this shoddy, disposable, ugly world. For everything gained in our day and age--the flood of information at our fingertips, for example, or even the...
My ten cents, with some sense, I hope: It seems to me that what you call "my stupid obsession with leather jackets" is a passionate appreciation of the material itself, and of the craftsmanship involved. A well-designed and made leather jacket is an object of honesty, utility, and beauty--things...
This is a jacket that is changing my life these days. I never considered leather jackets my thing, having had some ho-hum experiences with bombastic aviator and over-hardwared rider kinds in the past. It was always proper denim (what is called "raw" today) and duck canvas (back when Carhartt...
This is Billy Jack, my Blue Bell Wrangler, deadstock from mid-sixties to early seventies. After a long internet search, I scored it at a thrift shop one block from my house, for a mind-blowing price of five dollars. I felt like a thief when I left that place. The other jacket is a chambray...
Now, that's a funny coincidence. My two cats are sisters, too, and they're also named after the stars of classic Hollywood: Tallulah (Bankhead, of course), and Gilda (one of Rita Hayworth's movie characters). Leatherwise they have an ugly old burgundy recliner to do with as they please. I...
Yay, it worked! I was about to get motion sickness from the upload/download seesaw. Here it is, inspected and issued a household cat seal of approval. The actual color is somewhere between the first two pictures and the rest, depending on the light. The jacket is as heavy as a knight's armor...
Sorry about the confusion. I edited my post while waiting for the server to make up its evil mind and let me upload the pictures. Still, no dice. Any idea why it wouldn't let me?
I'm the lucky buyer. Everything you said about this brand is true. It's a good thing I'm quite sturdy, because otherwise I might've easily collapsed under the weight of what is no doubt prime dinosaur hide. Yet it's very supple, and I cannot even begin to describe the feel of it. I tried to...
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