Sartorial mythbusting - Page 91

But now you willingly expose yourself to next-level ironic scorn from old guys on SF.

--Andre

Hold on, I'm having a VoxMoment. Did British royalty ever attend Harvard? Gabriella Windsor was my year at Brown. She was a reprehensible Euro-snob, but that's neither here nor there. I don't have to smell you.

You learn something new every day. I did not know that hipsters had a smell.

--Andre

Vintage tee shirts and used banana seats you carry to class tend to be smugly odorous.

This new page is dismal.


- B

This is not a card you want to play.




Yes, the comment about odorous seats has nauseated me.

Why sell these if you can simply give them to the John Hay? I hear that they use handsome donor nameplates.




- B

Wtf are you rolling your eyes at? How could that possibly offend you? Played and played. Odorous banana seats.

Meaner than usual. Have I hit a nerve? I can sell you a copy of the Memoirs of Baron de Rede if you like. I also need to pass on my collection of Rupert Everett novels if you are interested -- they're quite rare too.


EDIT: Where is Schneidergott? Has Cravate-Noire spirited him out through ODESSA?

You are evading my question re: British royalty.

Titled aristrocracy are the scum of the earth. Royalty, however, are unavoidably charming. You would understand this more if you simply spent enough time at the Diana/Fayed memorials in Harrod's.

- B

Probably driven away by the scent of iGent hipsters.

--Andre

Is this thread about Sartorial Mythbusting or University Masturbating?

Selling is so distasteful compared to buying.


I believe that God found out about Piobare's avatar, and then Mitteleuropa genetics took over.

A&S smelling salts might bring him back.


- B

I think the statue of Fayed himself may have scared off: