Archive for November, 2010

indiana bettany

i realize this is a terrible title for a post, but check out the boots.  add indy boots to my list of holy grail clothing.  i’m dying to get a pair, but paying $500 for anything right now seems crazy to me.  maybe santa claus will bring me some this year.

thankful for…

olivia wilde

*please note: i’m thankful for a lot of other things (like family, job, health, etc.) but i had these great pictures of these women on my computer and saw an opportunity to post them.  i’m not trying to turn my blog into a tumblr i promise.

thankful for…

anne hathaway

thankful for…

clooney’s girlfriend and leather pants

thankful for…

rachel weisz

advertising at its best

i ‘m pretty pumped for the vs fashion next week.  it should be a national holiday.

have we gone too far?

if you’re a regular reader of this blog, then you know my obsession with red wing boots.  i love them.  i can’t quite find the perfect size in them but that’s another story.  i read a review this morning on their “postman” shoes.  the reviewer said they were one of his favorites.  now, i know we’re obsessed with anything heritage right now, but have we gone too far?  i’m sure these shoes are extremely tough and comfortable, but they look like old man shoes.  maybe i’m missing something here.  i realize i’m not the most fashionable man on earth and a lot of what i like is on a lot of other blogs that you also read, but these things are ugly.  i can’t imagine what my wife would say if these showed up in the mail (pun intended).  i can appreciate the history and craft of these shoes, but let’s leave the “postman” kicks to the postmen and postwomen.

retraction

a couple of months ago, i made a comment about duck boots with heels for ladies and how they would never look good.  i am now officially retracting that statement.  i don’t know why olivia palmero is famous or how there’s always someone around to take a picture of her (paparazzi?), but she can pretty much make anything look good.

required listening

given weezer’s current status as a joke it was hard for me to pick this album for required listening, but it’s too good to ignore.  i remember making my mom take me to tower records immediately after school to get it.  it was life or death at that point.  i had to have it.  in the pre-internet days, we had no exposure to track listing or cover art before the album came out, so pinkerton came as a bit of a surprise.  there was no photo of the band and the cover and inside of the album were heavily asian influence.  what the hell?  was this the same band that made a name for themselves singing about sweaters and buddy holly?  even the title of the first song “tired of sex” threw me off (i was in 9th grade at this point and my carnal knowledge was a bit lacking).  all of that aside, the first single they released “el scorcho” was enough to make me want to sit down with the album for hours, so that’s what i did.  i listened to it religiously for the next month – trying to understand it.  i loved the music and the words and the hooks, but it lacked the relevancy of my life as a 9th grader.  what had weezer done to me?  their second album was supposed to change my life.  it didn’t.

the thing about great music is that it grows with you.  a lot of the albums that i didn’t understand in high school make sense now.  pinkerton is no exception.  the songs were about what rivers cuomo was going through in his twenties post a little success.  he was maturing and his music was too (unfortunately he’s regressed significantly since).  pinkerton is a dark album about love (“across the sea”, “falling for you”), growing older (“tired of sex”, “the good life”) and heartbreak (“why bother”, “butterfly”).  if you get past the upbeat tempo of the songs, it’s a sad sad place which explains why it wasn’t the gigantic success some were hoping for.

i’ve heard weezer is going to do a tour in support of the blue album and pinkerton.  that’s a concert i’d go see.  i may be approaching thirty, but these songs mean so much more to me now – having gone through the same problems cuomo sings about pinkerton (with the exception of falling in love with a lesbian on “pink triangle”).  there’s no better feeling than putting on an album you haven’t listened to in years and singing every word at the top of your lungs like it came out last week.  the blue album may be the album everyone remembers weezer for, but it’s pinkerton that’s truly special.

the right fit

you probably see the device above every time you purchase shoes, but do you know how to use it?  like me you probably think you know your shoe size.  i thought i did until last night.

i’ve always had trouble with my shoe size.  i can never decide between a 9.5 and a 10 – one feels too big and the other too small.  after a couple of days in my new allen edmonds park avenues size 9.5, my feet began to hurt.  i chalked it up to being new shoes and thought the leather would start to give at some point.  at the end of the day yesterday, i reached down to see where my toe was and i had little to no room at the end.  how could this be?  they started out feeling perfect.

i was determined to do something about it so i went to the only place in town that carries allen edmonds and tried on the 10.  the woman measured my foot before hand on a brannock device and told me i measured a 10.  “excuse me,” i said.  “that says a 9.5.”  my foot was right on the 9.5 line.  she looked at me like i was a total idiot.  the brannock device measures your foot size not necessarily your shoe size.  you see the two are congruent, but if your toe is on the line or slightly over then you must go to the next size up i.e. a 10 for me.  you’d think at 29 years i would already have realized that, but i make the same mistake with shoes over and over again.  this was groundbreaking for me.

we spent the next 30 minutes discussing shoe size and fit.  my width is slightly narrow between a b and c, but since the park avenue is on a narrow last the d fits me fine.  my arch is off the charts at 10.5 or 11.  my feet don’t look weird but they are extremely difficult to fit.  we also spoke about loafers.  since i have a narrow heel, i’ve been going .5 size down in loafers and she told me never ever to do that.  she said that’s what heel pads are for.  genius advice.

i’m sure most of you already know these fit tips, but if you don’t get your shoe measured properly by an expert.  we spend so much time in our shoes that the wrong fit will kill your day.  you may have been 9 when you were 15 and stopped growing, but you could be 10.5 now because of the way your foot flattens out as you grow or how much it swells at the end of day.  interesting huh?