can we talk?
i just got back from a heated breakfast discussion with my friends justin and michele. i hate to burst your big booberry bubble justin, but these have to be three of the gayest characters ever to grace a cereal box. not that there's anything wrong with that. if i had to choose one, i'd have to go with the count. first of all, there's the accent. that in itself is enough to make me overlook the bad teeth. those pointy-toed spectators are so chanel spring 2007. and don't even get me started on that cape. can't you just see it knitted up in a nice drapey blue sky alpaca/silk? come to think of it, frankenberry is lookin pretty snappy himself. i dig the slutty red nail polish. the red flats with little pink socks are TDF. and those chain suspenders are oh so fendi. but forget booberry. i don't care how much smoky shadow he blends into his creases. i just don't trust the guy.
p.s. to binet & paul: i'd love to join your discussion group on climate control and environmental sustainability. but clearly, i have a lot of other more pressing issues on my mind.
Posted by knitlit kate at 9:24 AM