Please Come To Boston

...where Red Sox pitchers are showing their stuff and the wild card looks do-able.

.....where the Patriots are 1-0 and Coach B finally has a good haircut (shown here asking Tom Brady if he thinks anyone on the squad is wearing too much cologne).

Don't you just know the opposing players are thinking one thing----KNEE! GO FOR THE KNEE!

....where it is not New York and people do not go around looking like this Custer Barcelona model. Like all fashion models, this guy is pissed off and angry. If he had a blunt object in his hand, he would use it. His clothes say one thing (happy! screwball! jolly!) but his face says another (death! mutilation! psychic horror!) I'm thinking of that old show where the guy said "dy-no-MITE!" except this guy really means it.


....where no one would be caught dead in a hat like this. This woman is being paid ten dollars an hour not to appear outside any psych ward or detox center window. She is of course angry and pissed off the way she should be. Her friend below is especially angry, and who wouldn't be in her position? Both hats are from the Erin Featherston

collection for spring and I affectionately call the last one Evil Incarnate. Thanks to the Boston Globe. I've had a fashion epiphany, dear reader. I saw one of the older, very respected female professors the other day--wearing jeans!!!! Oh, I am sorely tempted. I'll keep you posted.
Carpe the fun.
love,
becky