Good evening Stanley.
Firstly...I don't think I like Mrs van Buren's outfit...too middle-class, too middle-aged, too not suitable for a wedding, etc etc. It's the kind of thing a middle-school teacher would wear to a kids concert she helped choreograph. Not the kind of thing a first-rate LA socialite ought to wear to a wedding...Iranian in OC or regular American in Beverly Hills...
Your choice of eyewear and teeth, Stanley, are also not approved. Improve them.
Now, how was this Iranian wedding you went to, Stanley? I have never been to one myself...how au-fait of you to go one, given the many Iranians in this forum! Apparenlty they rub sugar on the groom's head, to sweeten his life or some shit like that...did you see that?
Anywho...Stanley: I have picked up the dance habit again after a couple of years, after moving here, in fact. We entered a "ballroom dance competition", if you will....rather disappointing, really. Other entrants were all Russian or Chinese, and robots who have been training for this thing like a sporting event. No feeling, no passion, just robots. I'm willing to bet the Chinese entrants have never had sex before, let alone fucked their partners' brains out after salsaing the shit out of them. In any event, our tango, choreographed by Lady Miran and set to "Last Tango in Paris" (by Gato Barbieri) made us top in our heat and into the "semis"..but we are not going next week. We weren't impressed with the "dance scene" in this dump of a city. I want to go back home. But I did wear a tux yesterday, Stanley, like you, for our tango. Usually I wear a John Smedley Jeremy black polo t-shirt, Incotex "hi-comfort' black chinos, and black loafers for tango...but yesterday, I tuxed out too, like you. To think, we were in similar clothes all those thousands of miles away!!
I never get to see these.
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Went to a wedding in Orange County yesterday, black tie optional. There was a girl wearing a beige/tan dress with inside-out darts and exposed zippers. I told my wife, "looks like Margiela, but it can't be. what are the chances? must just be something similar." All the persian women from the bride's side were giving the girl dirty looks all night long, like wtf is your dress on inside out or something. Later on, my wife asked the girl what the dress was, and it was Margiela! I don't know who was more excited, her for having someone recognize it for what it was, or me for having recognized it (or at least guessing correctly). Yeah, I'm a huge nerd.
Im not sure if you guys are wedding crashers or just friends with a lot of people of marrying age but Im envious how many weddings you seem to attend.
Outfits look good also.