All politics and tax quandaries aside, does Tom Daschle really want to be remembered at his stepping down as having worn these effed-up specs, ones that bridge the gap between Sally Jesse and the editor-of-SPY-in-The-Philadelphia-Story dude?Well, does he?
Similar to a mother's adjuration to wear clean skivvies in case you in an auto accident, it's best to never wear anything too frickin' stoopid, lest you have to live with photo proof of your transgressions ad infinitum.
I settled on a look ca. 1988 and am sticking with it. I have toned down the excessively natty-patterned sweaters and moved toward solids, but I remain steadfastly against weird statements such as Tom's "Hey! Look! I'm an INTELLECT!" goggles.
1 comment:
i think they're more spy vs spy than anything else
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