Friday, November 12, 2010
It's hard out there for a blogger. After picking out an outfit and grooming and styling myself to perfection (my back won't shave itself, you know), I have to find a nice, secluded area for a mini photo-shoot. This is where Mother Nature comes at me with rain and fog and Man throws in Daylight Saving Time. So every day, I've got until 4:30 pm to grab my photographer and get 'er done.
In retrospect, I should have worn more color. A gray outfit on a gray day is a travesty, a far cry from the Hawaiian shirts (in)famously worn on Casual Fridays. I propose that Vancouver stores be banned from selling gray apparel on account of frequent condensation and precipitation. From now on, Vancouverites should aim at combating the weather by strutting around in red raincoats, wisteria wellies, and ultramarine umbrellas. Furthermore, the only Rain City residents allowed to blend into the background via a gray uniform should be soldiers, for improved efficiency. Of course, burglars might follow their example, then sleazy men looking to grope and dash and before you can say How dare you?, camouflaged pooches will be carelessly pooping all over town. All right, gray stays.