is that the pups get walked twice a day,
which has created the "what to wear when walking the dogs" dilemma.
cause our neighborhood is chock full o' the gays.
cute, cut, buffed and polished to within an inch of their lives,
all the boys walk the main drag
(santa monica, not divine)
and they all stop to pet the girls
(the dogs, not the lesbians).
so you can't just throw on the sweats and head out the door.
not that i would.
so i've adopted a kind of limited palette thing:
(martin margiela sweater, james perse tee, jcrew khakis, paul smith boots)
(gilded age jacket, raf simons gloves, old navy khakis, opening ceremony boots)
(nice collective coat, levi's capital E jeans, grenson patent wingtips)
i guess dogwalking is like the grocery store of the gay world.
or some other analogy.
i have a head cold. leave me alone.