a few moments from a recent trip to the Bay Area...
Tall/Tiny....
Visited the wonderful Mr. Olson, who is 6 foot 6 inches tall, and has a massive collection of tiny European/Niponese porcelain figurines of pixies. (!?!)

Of course, I had to bring my own pixie...

Awkward/Starched....
Dinner with various factions from the Dandy community. Somewhat of an awkward evening, but as I have a morbid appreciation for awkwardness, I enjoyed it.



It was an opportunity to discuss, with Massimiliano "Andrea Sperelli" Mocchia di Coggiola, the important matter of the correct starching of detachable collars.
The Oenophile, The Pedophile, The Bibliophile...

Had lunch (at the Tadich Grill, the oldest restaurant in S.F.) with Mr. Mattis, who is from the 'orthodox' faction of the Dandy community. This faction has a history of being snarky with the UNorthodox elements of the Dandy community. Amusingly, Mattis and myself both wore Lord Whimsy pocket squares to lunch.

My one wish is that the orthodox dandies continue to fire shots at Whimsy and myself. Peace is boring! If it bleeds, it leads.
Speaking of Lord Whimsy, this one is for him: A shopping trip to the largest carnivorous plant nursery in the US:

Tall/Tiny....
Visited the wonderful Mr. Olson, who is 6 foot 6 inches tall, and has a massive collection of tiny European/Niponese porcelain figurines of pixies. (!?!)

Of course, I had to bring my own pixie...

Awkward/Starched....
Dinner with various factions from the Dandy community. Somewhat of an awkward evening, but as I have a morbid appreciation for awkwardness, I enjoyed it.



It was an opportunity to discuss, with Massimiliano "Andrea Sperelli" Mocchia di Coggiola, the important matter of the correct starching of detachable collars.
The Oenophile, The Pedophile, The Bibliophile...

Had lunch (at the Tadich Grill, the oldest restaurant in S.F.) with Mr. Mattis, who is from the 'orthodox' faction of the Dandy community. This faction has a history of being snarky with the UNorthodox elements of the Dandy community. Amusingly, Mattis and myself both wore Lord Whimsy pocket squares to lunch.

My one wish is that the orthodox dandies continue to fire shots at Whimsy and myself. Peace is boring! If it bleeds, it leads.
Speaking of Lord Whimsy, this one is for him: A shopping trip to the largest carnivorous plant nursery in the US:

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