It’s time once again to play Twistie’s Sunday Caption Madness! You all know how this works. I find a picture that’s whimpering under the bed for a good caption or three. You provide said captions via the comments function. Next saturday I declare a winner and we all do a frenzied Hokey Pokey of delight. Or, you know, say ‘yay, winner.’
Anyway. This image comes from the Sad Attempts to be Macho file, and it looks a little like this:
Ready… set… snark!
(Illustration of Dark Restaurant via Stuffkit. Do check out the accompanying article on the worlds’ most unusual restaurants … but probably not while you’re eating.)
Mood lighting in restaurants. Can we talk about this?
There’s a fabulous German restaurant in my sleepy little town. The food is to die for, the staff efficient and pleasant, and they often have excellent live entertainment. It’s not the most budget-friendly place on Earth, but Mr. Twistie and I have been known to scrape up the necessary coin to eat at similarly-priced venues at least a few times a year. And yet we go to this one maybe once every two to three years, and then only when someone else suggests it or someone we know is playing there. Why?
My internet connection is still spotty but I wanted to pass on this bit of brilliance forwarded to me from the lovely and fragrant Monica H. who knows how I adore the turban.
I’ve got to be honest, it’s been a while since I’ve worn a turban since my brother’s been sick. It just seems a little insensitive. Of course I told him God gave him cancer because he had a stupid bifurcated goatee, so I guess I pick my battles. Sorry, kiddio! Anyway, I think I’m going to bust out the head wraps in a major way when I get back home to Stately Chateau Gateau (wherein Stately = the set of an all-transvestite production of Trainspotting. Packing for an international move is not my strong suit)taking a lesson from these stylish dames.
Brought to you by the always-wonderful and incessantly-inspiring Advanced Style. He’s like The Sartorialist, but interesting.