| I'll admit that I'm not terribly knowledgeable about ski-wear...my one attempt at snowboarding being memorable for a variety of reasons...mainly involving my turning down the offer of lessons...making my way up a medium sized hill...being deliriously happy when I got moving and was actually able to stand up...then being increasingly nervous as I realized that the bottom of the hill was getting closer and I had absolutely no idea how to stop. As I extricated myself from the feet of the people waiting in line for the ski lift (otherwise known as my final resting place) I noticed a few less-than-subtle ensembles...but nothing of the magnitude of this little vintage number. Head-to-toe logomania...stand-up Elvis collar (which has to cut down on your wind resistance)...it's like being unable to look away from a car (or snowboard) crash...I'm transfixed for the worst possible reasons... |  |
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
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