Being And Below.

The girls in pinstripes are acting just stupid. An eight game winning streak and they won't so much as give an interview. Stupid. I know it's all superstition and technically I should be drinking out of the same tea cup I used yesterday, but please... The bullpen did their best last night to blow the Yank's 4 run lead, but were ultimately unsuccessful. RoRo had a mad sick homo. As did Georgie. And I, I learned something new. Apparently it is not considered a "save" until the tying run is on-deck. They kept saying this and I wasn't listening. All I heard was roses and fiesta and Kyle's got an itch. That's what I love about baseball. No matter how much you watch and pay attention you can always learn something new.

Oh I see so Coolhunting was good enough to give us directions to the new Los Angeles Banana Republic, I mean A.P.C. store located at 619 North Croft Avenue. Delightful. Whether you call it understated Parisian style or drab and dreary mod posing is up to you. All I can say is that I'm yet to go to the new Opening Ceremony shop and I'll make a point of doing that before I head over to North Croft for a what word heavens me striped pullover. Epic. Classic. Understated. Over. You say wearable, and I say oh really where?

I couldn't tell you why I have it in for this shop. Maybe it's the heaps and heaps of mono-branded shite littering their floor. Maybe it's the simple minded functionaries like coolhunting telling me I should be excited about something that I ultimately just don't get. Maybe it's that cheesy "fashion blog" from yesterday that has made me lose all interest. Whatever the reason rest assured I have plenty to choose from, and in the end I could just as well make one up and no one would be the wiser. You probably shouldn't listen to me since I'm functioning on just a few hours of sleep.