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Thursday, November 29, 2012

Morning, Clothes

Posted on 6:26 PM by Unknown
I read an article, awhile ago now, that touched on the power of positive clothes.  The essay quoted Australian fashion designer Peter Morrisey's father, who used to say to him, "It's time to get up and get dressed to go dreaming."
There are mornings when Tuck chooses to stay in his jammies through breakfast, and sometimes even through lunch.  And there are other days when, as soon as his feet hit the floor, he's ready to pick out morning clothes, as he calls them.  Most days, whether he begins the dressing process at 7am or at noon, he wears at least three outfits.  Yet most days, if you dropped by unannounced, you'd likely find him in nothing but his andies.  Well, his undies and few accessories -- he often borrows a necklace or grabs his sunglasses or chooses a hat.
He tried to button his own shirt.

While I tend to think more about the day's forecast and reach for whatever's fresh from the dryer, Tuck's outfit selection strategy results in some pretty fantastic ensembles.
I hope all the dreams he's dressing for become realities.
 JEB
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