Armistice Day is a public holiday in Belgium. My family have honoured the war dead by playing Call of Duty: Black Ops for a large number of hours. I have honoured the war dead by making and then scanning a number of manuscript mark-ups intended to stop people suing me and by walking the dog at length, holding up Chinese flashcards and drinking a not very nice cappuccino (why will I never learn, they are all not very nice in Belgium). Later, there will be fish and chips, not to honour the war dead, but because it is Wednesday and we always have fish and chips on Wednesday.
This morning I was idly browsing black trousers (what, shut up, this is a valid public holiday activity) when I came across this marvellous piece of copy "The Devoe Pants offer a relaxed fit inspired by handmade ceramics and abstract art objects." Um, how, exactly? Because they do not look to me, the casual trouser observer, to be greatly inspired by abstract art objects. I mean, sure, some of the crazy three-armed Rei Kawakubo garments they sell in the Mad Japanese corner of Liberty looks like they are, but these trousers just look like.. trousers.
I walked past this earlier:
In fairness, there was a stack of bottles of Evian in one corner. The lucky men are occasionally allowed something other than beer. Men reading: what else would you like them to provide in this shop for you to feel really really lucky? Perhaps a Lazy Man Mug? The Lucky Emma shop would sell: super-cheap cashmere, even cheaper British industrial confectionery, pygmy goats and live owls. Admittedly, I can see some logistical difficulties with getting these stock lines to co-exist peacefully.
Buffet of wrongdoing
Conversation earlier with M:
E: (redacted) sit on a throne of lies
M: Yes. Lies woven together like coconut fronds.
E: A beach hut of lies. A lounger of lies.
M: A rum arrangé of deceit. An international buffet of wrongdoing.
(infantile virtual laughter)
20% Courbatures (I love that word)
20% Really really need a new moisturiser, have been using nothing at all for months now, it's not really working out for me
20% Puzzled by tone of contemporary discourse in many spheres
20% Sugar after asking my son to "surprise me" with a drink, which he duly did
10% Nederlands huiswerk, both mine and F's, which are of similar degrees of difficulty
10% Pavlovian Wednesday wine anticipation, mmmmm fritkot wine.
You? What would be in a shop called Lucky (Your name)?