Tomorrow, I Shall Be...

Wearing Mostly Corduroy.
Anyone got a problem with that?

I suppose I could turn this blip into a tribute to the recently deceased offense on the senses, McQueen, an hommage to his outre style, but...

Fuck That.

I like cords.
I am a Stick Insect (with less pointy bits.)
I went shopping.
I nurture a pathological fear of Department Shop Changing Rooms..
(Blame the Shaws (ALMOST NATIONWIDE!!!) Haberdashery Hoverer, Athy Branch.

SO!!!! I went shopping today, and modelled the clothes on my MadPod, as it is the only thing, apart from an aneroxic SooperDooper model I wance schnapped, that closely resembles my frame..

AND SO!!!!! Dog Bless Tesco, The Charity Shop, and The Random Hungarian Homeless Guy (who should know better than to leave his gear lying around), for my new ensemble.

I think I shall look rather fetching, in my semi-new, child-labour stitched and pauper-purloined pret-a-porter....


I may be losing my fuckin mind......