Perfectly stated.

He is the sociopathic, fascist version of Flying Pig. “Oink Oink! Hello everybody! What a line up!”

Neither are exactly brain surgery.

I AM MANIFESTING MAGIC

How...delightful. Some real craft there.

*hork*

Thanks for the rec! I checked out Universal Standard & on quick glance really liked a lot of their pieces. I’m a sucker for well-structured and judicious asymmetry, esp. in tops and dresses.

Same here. I was quickly disabused of the idea that they’d be easier than high heels after a couple of times walking like Agador/Spartacus sans shoes.

*whispers* i still have a velvet blazer. i don’t wear it w/jeans, and it’s well cut, and it’s super-dark so you can’t quite make out that it’s velvet until you’re up close, but, but, but...it’s there. in my closet.

ME TOO

NO

We’ll be there with bells on. We also both know that Stewart’s going to forcibly untuck Peter’s dress shirt on our way over. I daresay that’s just more birthday cheer for you!

Perfect. Bravo. (Love your username, too.)

They are like the Inebriati, but they’ve poured out way too much (and pored over way too little) and, oh, the world is on fire. (Also, doff of the cap to Mr. Corrigan up there.)

It would be auspicious indeed if we could say fuckity-bye to him in October. (That cake makes sense either way!) Also, I’m honored. Shall I bring Peter Mannion to the party, Ms. Coverly?

*bows humbly* I simply cannot resist the divinity of Malcom Tucker’s profanity, especially when it comes to our fascist-in-chief.

That is delightful.

Perfect. And yes indeed.