Stylin' Boston bloggers
Sure, I could spend all my time on the exercise bike writing up a long complaint about the Globe's list of 17 Skinny White People Who Shop on Newbury Street and Some Token Minorities, but let's turn all that wasted angst (good thing I have nothing more important to worry about, eh?) into something positive:
Let's make A List that Has Never Been Done Before (at least, not by the Improper Bostonian or Boston Magazine): A List of the Ten Most Stylish Blogging Bostonians.
You a Boston-area blogger? You stylin' like nobody's business? Send me a photo that proves it, along with a brief description of what makes you so much cooler than all those people you're forced to look at every day on the T or I-93.
I'll compile them all into a guide to The New Bloggers. If I get more than 10, we'll have some sort of Online Smackdown, where UH visitors get to decide the winners (so get your ego ready).
And, yes, eeka, Bruce of mAss Backwards should be a lock - he wears a kilt like nobody's business. And no, I'm not stealing your idea; I thought the same thing this morning; I'm just more of a slug!
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Others have put it eloquently
I think Ben Franklin said it best:
I shall never ask, never refuse, nor ever resign an office.
Boston only bummer
Unfortunately, I'm on the cape (as in cod) so I guess I can't nominate myself as a "new boston blogger".
Heck, I can't even remember the last time I hit the big city, and I don't mean Hyannis...
If Boston Mag can include the Cape in its Best of Boston guide
Then, sure, let's include the Cape in our Best of Boston Bloggers guide. We'll just call it the Far South Shore :-).
Woo-Hoo!!
Thank you Adam!!!
All the pictures I have of
All the pictures I have of me are me "in costume." Rock-and-roller, spring-breaker...
Dang.
But are you stylin'?
Good enough for me!
Should I or shouldn't I?
Scary stuff ... not sure my fragile self-esteem is up to the challenge. We'll see.
It is ON
Erin Ire of thisiht starts it off right with this Hepburnesque photo.
You'd kilt to look this good
Bruce at mAss Backwards submits the following examples of sartorial excellence, along with this note about the first photo:
So he's stylish and a bon-vivant man about town. And, really, what more could you want?
I blame the photographer
My friend who snapped that picture of Julie and me totally chopped my legs out of the picture. If only you could see the plaid pants I had on.
oh game over
Mr. Abbie The Cat easily claims the best-dressed prize, though his web presence has been sorely lacking in updates recently.
The slacker.
Now there's a handsome blogger
Just gives us bloggers an excuse to take some pictures of us that will identify us and let us get our ego on. I'll have to get some pictures done then..
An entire stylin' family
Kelly of Kellypuffs proves her family would fit in well with the swellest of the swells (well, most of the time, anyway).
Stylish as a ladybug
Abby of Proactive Busybody proves she's always ready for a night out on the town - click on the photo for more (and in this series of photos, that she is versatile as well).
On the town
Jim Sullivan of Suldog-o-Rama and wife stylishly step out. Jim cautions:
Uptown girls livin' in a downtown world
Sarah from The Pink Shoe Diaries writes:
European savoir-faire
J. Charles Swift of the City Record and Boston News-Letter shows that local bloggers are second to none (and that means you, Francois Bardonnet) when it comes to sartorial splendor:
True style is eternal
Spatch of Der Spatchel displays the timeless elegance of Marty Feldman in "Young Frankenstein:"
His evil arch-nemesis, Dr. Chin.
Stylish headgear
Jody of the Big Dump Truck illustrates one of the fundamentals of the stylish blogger: She can look good even on Halloween:
Mad kiltz
Bruce of mAss Backwards wants us to know that kilts are truly versatile, as useful for a quick jaunt to the market as they are for cotillions and dinner with the ambassador:
Well
I'm a Boston-area blogger who hasn't updated his sorry excuse for blog for a year. On Wednesday morning I got dressed in the dark and showed up at work with my 10+ year old shirt on inside out and didn't notice until my co-worker told me. I have a picture ID for work that was taken when I was wearing a T shirt that says "I'M INTO ANALYSIS" (a software promotional item) that makes me look like a serial killer or something. My qualifications speak for themselves--no need to send a picture. Where do I pick up my prize?