You might not know this fact about me, but in one of my past lives, I was Clayton Moore. And I loved acting in The Lone Ranger. I believe the bandana around my neck in this picture is the beginning of my obsession with ties. In fact, I prefer to call this neckwear an ascot, instead of a mere “bandana.” And here’s some fine trivia for ya: Ascots are also known as “hanker-ties.” But the word “ascot” sounds so much more sophisticated and fashionable than those other terms. And being fashionable–clashy or matchy–is soooooo dang important to how the world functions. 😜 Hi, ho, Silver!
Both Of Our Houses Have Many Hats And Ties
Tie o’ the Day #1 makes my neck crawl a bit. It is a solid, black velvet little critter from H & M. It feels quite odd to wear such a low-key bow tie. But I have done it on occasion, and I’m certain I will again–but rarely and rarely.
And yes, I’m in a wild hat again. This one is for summer, especially for the beach. I haven’t been to the ocean for years, so the Reservoir has been a small-scale substitute. Trust me, the beaches of the Res and the Atlantic Ocean do not resemble each other one iota. And please don’t bring up the nudist beach I went to once in Rehoboth, Delaware. I have tblogged about it in the past, but tblogging about it once was enough. I do have to confess that my adventure at that beach was stupendously, bigly fun. I’m sure the enormous cooler of beer we had with us was what gave me the courage to strip down. And I’m pretty sure I won’t be doing that scene again, cuz I don’t partake of that kind of liquid sacrament anymore. I guess that’s one more positive thing about not drinking.🍺
Shirt is from IZOD. Hat is from KBETHOS.