Spring attire

Hello girls,

doing well?

Keeping warm??

starting to feel,

the sap,

rise in the ole bods???

Well, I am,

it snowed,

again,

yesterday,

but,

today is mild,

and,

raining,

there are much worse things,

than rain.

I can’t wait to put,

the assorted,

beanies, tuques and mad bomber hats,

away for another year,

enough already,

down with the down!!

Bring on the Spring,

leather,

ball caps,

rain coat,

I want Spring!!

Doesn’t have to be,

pretty flowers,

Spring,

just the Spring,

of not dressing,

like the Michelin man.

I love my ball caps,

light scarves and,

lighter jackets,

layers,

just,

thinner layers.

The current object of my ball cap lust

seabass

 

Ok,

let me state,

here,

and ,

now,

I don’t need a new ball cap,

I have many,

and,

I always wear,

the same two or three,

but,

this one,

is beautiful,

butch,

sort of silly,

perfect touch of colour,

lust….

It’s a sickness.

there is worse

đŸ™‚

I’m also really jonesing,

for some new boots,

my favourite,

Blundstones are getting,

long in the tooth,

and,

the soles slicker,

than they were,

new pair wouldn’t be,

a luxury.

Need grippy soles at,

this time of year,

anytime of year,

actually.

Not sure,

if I’ll get another pair of blunnies,

but,

I think so,

no laces,

easy care,

beaters,

I’ve have my pair of originals,

for five years,

I think,

and,

they are still going strong,

the chisel toes,

are younger but more worn

I’m really leaning towards,

these nubuck ones,

 

pretty sharp,

this shade looks,

awesome with blue jeans,

and,

since,

they are pretty much,

all I wear,

aside from funerals,

job interviews,

and,

my ill advised,

venture into,

the corporate world.

As a badly payed,

survey monkey,

and,

aspiring,

writer photographer,

you can wear,

what you want,

most of the time.

So jeans,

ocbd(s),

(oxford cloth button down)

boots.

ball caps and,

a jacket of many pockets,

to go with my,

awesome courier bag,

I’m good.

Yay,

Spring:-)

watch out for the puddles,

and,

dog poop,

and,

keep turning your face,

to the light and the sun.

Enough silliness.

Later girls,

BB

 

 

 

 

By Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

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