Category: Ties

Tie o’ the Day wanted to be worn as a scarf, and I was happy to accommodate. Those are woodies on Tie—loaded with beach toys. And I don’t care how silly eye-doctor sunglasses look: they are the most effective sunglasses made. Since I don’t mind looking silly, I’ll keep wearing ’em. P.S. My blurry photos must cease, so I’m purchasing a phone with a better camera. You really must see Ties o’ the Day clearly, to truly appreciate their fabulosity. 📱 📷

Tonight we took Suzanne’s parents to dinner. I chose my wardrobe to represent possible menu items, to help me decide what to order. Bow Tie o’ the Day gives a bit o’ leopard print action. 🐆 Shirt’s plastered with lobsters. And my Sloggers shoes scream cow flesh and dairy. 🐄 Eating snooty leopard loins? NEVER. What did I end up consuming? Nothing represented by my outfit. Spinach Mezzaluna pasta hit the spot. 🍽 🍝 And FYI: My in-laws are a hoot to hang with!

These Bow Ties o’ the Day are a little unclear on the concept of Solitaire—like how it’s supposed to be played solo. I’ve tried to teach them how to play Texas Hold ‘Em, but they are too pious to play anything that might resemble gambling. So they play group-itaire, I guess. 💸 💵 AFTERTHOUGHT: If I wanna do something I don’t want Suzanne to see me do, I can do it undetected right in front of her if she’s playing Solitaire on her phone. 📱 Don’t tell on me, please.

Tie o’ the Day was hellbent on playing hide-and-seek this morning. I gotta give Tie credit for an original idea for a hiding spot, but it was pretty easy to find Tie behind the floor lamp. A bolo could have made it work. Tie  just needs to work out a bit to get rid of those hips, if it wants to hide behind this lamp successfully in the future. 🚴‍♀️ 🏊‍♀️

After our post this morning, Bulldogger Tie and I went shopping for new ties to join our family. But whoa!!! Behold, this near-empty tie rack! Three roomy rows on the rack, and less than a dozen ties present. The sight of it whomped the breath out of my and Bulldogger Tie’s tiny lungs. Saddest. Tie. O’. The. Day. Ever. 😱 😭 (But praise to the heavens, that we don’t know the guy in the photo who’s wearing near-nutter shorts.)

Tie o’ the Day is called a “bulldogger”. My sister-in-law, Eileen Howard, surprised me with this tie. I never knew  a bulldogger tie existed, until she sent two of ’em to me. For some inexplicable reason, Bulldogger Tie made me want to look like a troll doll. Of course, I had to hang upside down to do it. Kinda made my head hurt. 🙃 P. S. “Bulldogging” is the name for steer wrestling.

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! ⛵️