scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


24.7.06
Wien
eek. in the removal of all the Clothes i Don't Ever Fucking Wear, it occurs to one, over and over and over again: in moving to a place that is certainly in the running for, even if it doesn't quite win hands-down any more, the Most Fashionable City on the Planet, what am i gonna wear? what does a young professional look like, over there? and more importantly, what does a young professional not look like, and how many other clothes can i get rid of on this basis? Because i'm betting a lot.

also, is then-Herrdoktor M going to be able to part with baggy shorts, as it's below freezing in austria, oh, most of the time? (honey, what on earth did you do in wisconsin? i can't remember. But all the men in europe appear to be wearing dark-wash skinny jeans. he already wants a messenger bag: if i can just get him a decent hat we'll be okay.)

scrawled @ 23:12






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