My feeling on cocktail chic is NYC -- Dark Clothes -- maybe a bright tie -- black pant and a bright shirt would work
Just call me the computer whisperer.
Willow ,'Lessons'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
beth b - Apr 29, 2009 9:32:24 am PDT #8229 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
P.M. Marc - Apr 29, 2009 9:41:17 am PDT #8230 of 30000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Yay, BABYTEA!
WindSparrow - Apr 29, 2009 10:02:01 am PDT #8231 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
WooHoo! Welcome to the world babytea! Hope Wallybee is doing well, too, and that billytea's shock and awe at witnessing a mammalian birth is ebbing. To be replaced with shock and awe at the presence of the young mammalian in question. Which is exceptionally cool and wonderful.
Steph L. - Apr 29, 2009 10:02:50 am PDT #8232 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Babytea! Babytea! Babytea! Babytea! Babytea!
See, to my eye, the khakis with the sport coat is less formal than the monochromatic dark slacks, shirt, and tie. The khakis to me signal daytime wear.
Ugh. The khakis with sport coat signal one thing to me: frat boy. Ack. Ptui.
Shir - Apr 29, 2009 10:03:44 am PDT #8233 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
In 2 weeks is the Gala for work. I gotta work it. The attire is described as "Cocktail Chic". I have a tux. Devo dept said a tux is too formal. What the heck is cocktail chic???
They obviously misspelled "Cocktail Chick". Look, all you gotta do is show up with a chick on your arm, and make sure she'll have a cocktail in her hand THE WHOLE TIME.
So. That was a very b.orgy (thee-hee. Am 12.) day, only offline. I'll explain.
Today was Independence Day, which means vacation and visiting friends in Tel Aviv area. It started with a brunch at Max Brenner (mmmm....), and then, some of the day was spent with me visiting our lovely Nilly. Poor woman is a little bit sick now, but she's still a Nilly. I had wonderful time, and I finally got my Vampire People copy back. I bought it in SF, and a month after I got back I gave it to a friend to read. That was in October 2007. I only got it back now. Anyway, Nilly showed me the pictures from her travel to the U.S., and I tried to guess who's who. I kindda suck badly at this, but I think I got two or three right. You people just don't look like I picture you in my mind, you know?
(By the way, that's the second time I'm seeing these pictures, and I got the feeling that it won't be the last. The first time, IIRC, was two-three weeks after I joined b.org.)
Later, on the way home on one of the many buses I took today, I heard some guy telling his friend that he's gotta watch Dr. Horrible, while I was rereading Allyson's book.
Good day.
Oh, and with all of those fashion questions, I've got one of my own. I'm gonna need to take a picture for it. Stay tuned.
Shir - Apr 29, 2009 10:04:10 am PDT #8234 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Whoo. I missed something. There's a babytea?
amych - Apr 29, 2009 10:04:18 am PDT #8235 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
The khakis with sport coat signal one thing to me: frat boy.
Yes, yes, and yes to your Ugh, Ack, and Ptui.
Shir - Apr 29, 2009 10:04:44 am PDT #8236 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
BABYTEA! Congratulations, Teas!
Frankenbuddha - Apr 29, 2009 10:14:50 am PDT #8237 of 30000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Yay, babytea!
Barb - Apr 29, 2009 10:16:38 am PDT #8238 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Ugh. The khakis with sport coat signal one thing to me: frat boy. Ack. Ptui.
Yeah, come to think of it, that was the Kappa Alpha uniform of choice.