Month: October 2017

Wow! I outdid myself by getting into this Halloween costume! NOT! If cute were a state, this little dream girl would be Texas! Her name is Isla, and she is Georgia Grayson Wadsworth’s brand-spankin’-new granddaughter. I’m pleased to see Isla’s family is starting her out along The Happy Path O’ The Bow. Can a bow tie be far behind? There is “knot” a doubt. I’m positive Grandma Georgia will see to it that Isla stays in the fold o’ ties. Keep on swaddlin’, Isla! 🎀 👶 🎃

This photo is evidence of the fact that it’s difficult to snap a good selfie when your eyes are covered. Tie o’ the Day insisted we display the scary, festive pillowcase Suzanne made for Mom many Halloweens ago. When Mom moved to St. George, she returned gifts she’d received over the years, to those who gave them to her. So we kinda inherited it. I and my gaggle of ties honor Mom as Queen o’ Witchness on this Halloween, by showing you my witch-on-a-bicycle tie. 🚲 👻 💀 🎃

I told my pink ties that I’m kinda pinked out, so this Tie o’ the Day is gonna be the last pink one for a while. BCA Month ends tomorrow, but I’ll be wearing Halloweeny neckwear. In this pic, I’m showing off my bow tie beanie and its matching ear warmers. My ears—especially my Spock ear—are extremely sensitive to cold air, and enjoy being covered. My hearing is gone anyway, so it doesn’t matter if sound can’t reach my eardrums. Warmth is my priority. 👂🏻

Bow Tie o’ the Day loves wordplay as much as I do. We tend to create clever, silly costumery instead of scary outfits. When our troops were knee-deep in Iraq, I wore this costume for a few years. The phrase “The War in Iraq” was omni-present. For this party get-up, I morphed it into THE WAR IN MY RACK. Added contest bonus: Guess how many toy soldiers it took to fill my chest? (Note: This is not political. My heart is always with our troops.)

When you shave a side of your head in the Fall, you must be fashionably creative about how you keep that side of your scalp warm while you’re gleefully romping in the expansive outdoors, but the other half of your head isn’t cold. One thing I have often done in these frigid situations is to steal my pups’ hats. In this snapshot, Tie o’ the Day clash-matches with Skitter’s cowboy hat. Hey, it’s a look! Perhaps my style is on the cusp of becoming a famous trend! 😃 Or not. 😞

Tie o’ the Day and I are hanging with the in-laws. When I dusted off these fine folks, Tie said, “Hey, let’s show ’em off to our followers.” So we are. I’ve never seen Suzanne’s dad wear a bow tie, although he says he once had one. During our recent Lake Tahoe week with them, not once did Suzanne’s parents bug me about my neckwear. They seem to be kind of amused by my various eccentricities. That’s a relief, cuz I have a ton of them. 🤠 👔 🍦 📃 🎠 🔫 😛 🤡

Bow Ties o’ the Day remind us that bow ties can be worn a variety of ways. Here, our model (that would be me) shows they can be donned as ankle bracelets. Note the pink polka dots and pink flamingos. And it helps to wear pink socks, especially in BCA month. No, I don’t have another pair just like these somewhere. This pair is the result of the mystery of socks disappearing in the dryer. Where do they go? Maybe good socks go to Heaven. 👣

Tie o’ the Day is assisting me in presenting my SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION pose. If you don’t get that reference, you should give the movie a gander. It’s a marvel. It’s one of a handful of movies I am compelled to light on when I’m channel-surfing and come across it. SILENCE OF THE LAMBS is another one. STEEL MAGNOLIAS is like that for me too. Oh, and TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD. And FARGO. And A RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT. And PICNIC. And ROPE. And…….. 📽 🎥 🎞

I’m such a baby sometimes. Or a cook. Bow Tie o’ the Day is either on a baby bib, or a ridiculously teeny apron. Either way, Suzanne wishes I’d wear suspenders, cuz my pants wanna fall down no matter what waist size I’m wearing. I can’t wear a belt because a belt just adds weight to the waistband, so they slide down even more quickly. See—I have a lot of things, but I have no butt. I guess I oughta shop for suspenders today. 👖 😳

Mixin’ up BCA-pink under Tie o’ the Day’s traditional Halloween colors. I call this photo ATTACK OF ONE OF THE BOOKENDS I BOUGHT IN KILKENNY, IRELAND IN 1997. Trust me, it’s frightening when your tiny metal figures push at your face, when all you’ve ever done to them is dust ’em. The other end of the pair is around here somewhere, probably plotting against me and Tie. Or maybe they’re just trying to tell us they wanna go back to Ireland. Join the crowd! 🍻