Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
It’s simple: If I could grow a mustache, I would want it to look exactly like this Bow Tie o’ the Day. Since I can’t grow a ‘stache, I will just wear this Big Boy-sized bow tie on my upper lip occasionally. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. 💈 🎀
Bow Tie o’ the Day and Pocket Square and I hung out at the Centerville estate waiting for Suzanne to get off work early, to head to Delta-ville. We’re packing the last of our D-ville belongings to move northward. Be of good cheer, tbloglodytes, for we will be done by the end o’ the month. 🚚 📦 Then it’s back to longer posts and the tblog’s tie/fashion purpose. Be ready to be enthralled by clash fashion and swell tales. 😜 🤡
Here’s another Tie o’ the Day who loves sailboats. Clearly, this shirt digs ’em too. Bow Tie’s got yer silver boats on blue, and Shirt’s rockin’ white sailboats on black. Together, these colors present a subtle, but certain, themed clash. Groovy look, eh? Because I’m a fashion guru 👳♀️, I’m constantly asked style questions. One of my faves: “Is it possible to dress ‘too cool’?” The short answer is NO. The long answer is NO. ⛵️ ⚓️ 🚢 🛶
Bow Tie o’ the Day started its first job. Bow Tie is hankering for a sailboat, and got a job to earn cash to save up for one. Bow Tie is a congenial talker, and this skill lends itself to being a successful sales bow tie. Its dream was to become a realtor, so it got its real estate license and went into the biz. You go, Bow Tie! ⛵️
A herd o’ Ties o’ the Day join me at Judy o’ clock (also known as 3 o’ clock) for my weekday, hour-long vacation. Don’t get me wrong. I love being in the company of my ties, but when it comes to watching JUDGE JUDY, they like to be up close and personal with her, and so they are kinda sorta in my way. I’m not going to try to change the little chips-off-the-old-block. It’s just the price I pay for raising them to be mini-me’s. 👔📺
Here’s a two-fer Bow Tie o’ the Day, since the ties weren’t available yesterday. I’m sure you missed us. I made this handprint in kindergarten. Of course, my name was misspelled. No teacher ever spelled my name correctly. Momo, my grandma, never did either. I marveled at how she spelled my name differently each time she wrote it, but she never got it right. And hey, why is it that I had to make handprints so often as a kid? Were the cops after me? 👮🏻♀️
Tie o’ the Day represents my devotion to popcorn. Whenever I eat popcorn, I wear this tie. Suzanne is off to her book club for the evening, so I’m on my own for a few hours. What trouble am I wantin’ to get into? Well, I’m gonna tie on Popcorn Tie and watch Season 5 of MAJOR CRIMES, while eating every kernel of corn I can find in the pantry to pop. 🍿
Bow Tie o’ the Day is as exuberant as I am to present my new glasses. 👓 Seeing is generally an important thing for me, especially cuz I drive as much as I do. 🚙 Hearing is also a positive. Please note my left ear. No, it’s not your imagination: I have a Spock ear! I think you’ll agree that it’s my sexiest feature. 👂🏻 😉
Bow Tie o’ the Day #1 has had a bad attitude recently. Bow Tie has had tantrums at Smith’s, Nordstrom, and the swimming pool. It finally hit my top nerve, so I gave Bow Tie some loud words of chastisement. Of course, Bow Tie ran away from home, but we found Bow Tie waiting for the UTA bus. All is well. 🚌 🚎
Church Bow Tie o’ the Day listened so intently in church that it was tired-er than tired by the time we got home. Bow Tie saw Skitter napping up a storm, and it just had to spoon Skitter for an afternoon snooze. A nap sounded like a fabulous plan to me, so I found golf on the tv, and then I promptly fell asleep. 😴 🐶 🐕 🛌 Golf is soporific. Look it up, Tbloglodytes!