Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for July 21, 2021

He kept choosing double breasted suits despite a persistent suspicion that he had no breasts.

He was so uncomfortable in his own skin that he covered almost all of it.

I would’ve added a bee veil, to complete the coverage… and because there’s a BEE.

…again, plaid shorts go with my Howard the Duck t-shirt…

…it wasn’t mothballs that killed the beast…

…it was his highly questionable fashion choices…

…Dan enjoyed looking dapper…

…but he loved his adult Underoos…

…his tidy whitey spidies…

…though Cary Grant never said, Judy, Judy, Judy…

…she was hard to get…

…all you had to do is ask…

…lame brain…

…is that a frog in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?…

…talk about soul destroying…

…they haven’t let Pat Boone into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame…

I don’t know. I think he’s got swag.

CHOOSE AN ALBUM.

could he help it The Dermatologist order was a suit

Would you rather your daughter marry a man who wore double-breasted suits or argyle socks? The choice is clear!

It happens when his moth-er dresses him and forgets to close his fly. Despite that, wingtips are always in style and their soles are as comfortable as any. Shoo!

The wool suit on a summer day would have been much worse, had not moth larvae eaten most of the back of it.

Never understood wearing brown shoes with a blue suit …!

Wow, a rare guest appearance by Christopher Plummer. Especially rare, since he died last February. And I don’t EVEN want to get into a discussion of what dying might or might not have done to his “soul.”

From the Blog: I’ve never seen an owl playing “1…2…3…Red Light!” before.

Actually he looks pretty well put together in a late 1930s – early 1940s sort of way.

Is he wearing a monocle? He has a Colonel Klink look about him (minus the uniform).

Am I alone in remembering this? Or have I entered some sort of Twilight Zone déjà voodoo doo doo?

Dr. Hannibal Lector can help you with that skin thing. Are you living in a Kafkaesque dream? Maybe cut back on the LSD.

Just as “The clothes make the man,” ladies and gentlemen, and following in a Twinkie-eating Chewbacca’s proud legal footsteps, we bring you “The-clothes-made-the-man-do-it Defense.”

Coming soon to a courtroom near you!

Second Skin

First things first, he thought, stepping into his blue slacks. Not the best material, nor the worst. Newer microfiber weaves had replaced natural fibers for the most part, but these were practically ancient, though new and unworn. The impression he meant to convey was one of sureness, certainty, and ageless appropriateness. The wardrobe for the interview was all legacy materials, denim, cotton, leather and the like, none of which were readily available to the general public. Socks with mismatched patterns rose above un-scuffed low rise leather boots with five eyelet laces and an aggressive shine. Putting them off balance from the first impression was essential to his plan.

Looks like he had cocoon issues….and covered them up with moth eaten wool suites…the ladies felt they had to befriend him to save his tattered soul!

Ugh! Brown shoes with a blue suit, and a straw Panama! This guy needs a Style Guide. Even the insects seem to be avoiding him….

Still, my soul is not destroyed!