DenimDiary

Down 2.

Backed into a corner.

No choice but to battle back via walk-a-wear.

Sprezzatura be damned.

You know how hard we fought to be here.

Eating the 5 hot dog limit on dollar hot dog night.

No ketchup. No relish. No frills. Stale beer.

I was there.

And I’m here now.

New Era Rally Cap: On

Franklin Batting Gloves: Off

Antlers: UP. All the way. Up.

Don’t make me break out the claw.

Did I wear this shirt earlier this week? Maybe. Screw you for questioning me.

This is rally time.

Just For Men gel?  Sounds like you’re trying to overcompensate for something, Wilson.

This beard has no fear.

… or dye.

Brass knucks lapel pin.

Central Watch regimental watch band on a Wal-Mart Easy Reader knock-off. Because this is war & I don’t want my Tank to get bloody.  Magna Cartier.

btw, i’m not linking Central Watch cause it’s my secret.

Newbury Jacket: Rugby.

Cuff’s unbuttoned to let you know it’s legit.

Even though that doesn’t really count for much anymore. Are you questioning me again?

J.Crew Oxford.

Rugby Chinos hiked high above Royal Blue Chucks.

Underneath that you know I’ve got my matching Calvin rally drawers.

No Homme-O.

Giant?  I got news for you.  Everything is big in Texas.

Especially my World Series Rally Wardrobe 2010.

Tartan Tie: Hilfiger.  Didn’t you know? Reclaiming 90′s prep from the ghetto is the dernier cri.

Just wait till you’re rocking him again in 3 years. And I’ll have moved on to something so next level.  Cross Colors?  No.  Girbaud.  And you’ll have no choice to follow suit.  Wait 6 years. You’ll see.

Same for that short bathing suit I pulled out 4 summers ago.  And those Limited Ed Ray Chuck Wayfarezies that I gave you last year because I was already over them.  Remember that time I showed up with no socks on and opera pumps 2 years ago and you commented on my Facebook page about how I should have worn some?  Wow.

Upon review, I’m even more next level than I thought.

Rocking my blue stretchy Little League belt from 8th grade.  Yes, we were the Rangers.  AND WE WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP AGAINST THE SILSBEE ATHLETICS.

I might have made that last part up.

Oh wait? What’s the behind me?

Oh… just my FC Dallas Scarf.

That’s right. Another Texas team on their way to a championship.

But nobody cares besides me because they can’t appreciate the Beautiful Game.

Which is also what I happen to call my style.

Which is what I rock every day.

Deportes al la mode.

I think I just mixed spanish and french together there.

You didn’t even catch it.

Next. Level.

Tongue planted firmly in cheek.  Copping FYMenswear’s steeze.

Seacrest out.