I had a pleasant dilemma while getting dressed. What neckwear clashes with opera? Suzanne’s taking me to dinner and the opera, PAGLIACCI, for my birthday. The Italian word translates to “sad clown,” which perfectly describes my essence. I wish I had opera glasses though, because they would be a swanky, snooty fashion accessory. I can’t believe in all my years of buying stuff I don’t need, I’ve never purchased a pair o’ opera glasses. What the fruitcake is wrong with me? Besides hoarding ties, I mean. 🎭
Yup, I’m Ancient. And I’m Good With That.
Duct tape Bow Tie o’ the Day is ready to shower. It’s my fifty-damn-fourth birfday 🤡, and Suzanne tells me big plans are afoot. I think this pic is telling me that, despite being out of bed for three hours, it’s probably time I wake all the way up and take a shower. I must get dressed in proper clash for my birfday 😜 occasion. I know you’ve been wondering, and the answer is… yes, I do shower in a bow tie. I’d feel downright naked if I didn’t. 🤣