no, look you see, that title is not a typo. but yes, to be sure, it is a clever lost consonant thing what i have done for here, and surely it will be so that i will rupture tendons (or what have you) in at least one arm patting myself on the back for it.
this post, or article (or musings, even) seeks to perpetuate that thing i do where i appear to write of some matter or other concerning Bowie at least once a month. here, though, it is simply not so that the focus shall be on the thing what ostensibly he is most famous for, the music. instead, or rather, we go into the world of quality footwear, or if you will elegant garments.
it came to pass that, as would be standard, earlier this day the date of my birthday came, was met with some merriment, celebration and splendid gifts, and promptly went. the sands of time, etc. fortune and favour smiled upon me, for i was presented with some quite remarkable gifts for this instance, or if you will chapter. so far, and to my shame, i have not showcased much of any of these, for i have been busy adapting to a slender life of unchosen solitude. but, here we are now.
one exceptionally dear friend, who can either remain anonymous or be known as Faye, depending on your preference, went to a formidable level of trouble and effort to get me something what was Bowie related, but yet she had every reason to suspect i did not ever have or own. which is how i came to be a custodian of the latest lavish item what the Bowie Estate have elected to licence or endorse, the most righteous and bespoke selection of Bowie Happy Socks.
why is it that i only report on such now, so very long (it may seem) since the instance or occasion of my birthday what got celebrated? partially it was due to me moving off, on or out not too long after that date, in some respects it was down to me not really being able to wear them for verk, but mostly it was all due to them being so beautiful and lovely in the box that i had no wish to disturb them, or defile them by placing them on my most assuredly unworthy feet.
my friend remonstrated this point with me. i would not say she (Faye) got quite cross as such, but did say that she would knack us if i did not get to putting them on, doing a bit of strutting around in them and what have you. so yes, eventually (or finally, if you are one of a select few that have known of these socks and have been waiting for this), i got around to wearing some. nearly all. but of course not at once.
but, of course, prior to the beautiful folds of them, and their splendid, elegant storage for that matter, getting all disrupted, i took some images of the socks in the really, really smart box. yes, i do appreciate that there are no doubt better images, pro shot ones, of these socks in on or around the internet, but it is so that these ones are mine.
strictly speaking, no, i would not have thought to purchase these for myself. that would mostly be due to me having no knowledge of them existing prior to getting them as a gift. also, no, it is not so that i would as a standard wear socks of such colour. usually, normally, i just get black socks, or if you like socks that are black. quite a step in a new direction, then, all of this is for me.
rather than me become some sort of random bizarre foot pornographer, showing you individual images of my feet in select pairs of these socks, i have created a sort of collage thing. that is below these very words, and there is every chance you scrolled and saw them anyway.
truly, the provide a splendid, eloquent fit, providing formidable comfort and making me feel considerably special. which is, i believe, the entire purpose of the gift of said truly wonderful friend. beyond a very dapper and ludicrously expensive pair of socks what Spiros got for me and made me wear (quite) a few years ago (reasons undisclosed), these are without doubt the finest garments ever to have touched my feet.
in that collage thing you can see, along with some new shoes what i got, a slight issue, problem or drawback with me wearing these socks. that would be how, presently, i am really unable to showcase or simply show off that i am wearing them, due to the length of the leg on my trousers. this is most unfortunate. i believe an at least partial intention of the gift was that my dear friend is one of the few who knows me rather well, believes that i am worthwhile, despite the views of some (one in particular, but oh), and there will be someone that can see that. an ambition was for the socks to provide a conversation piece, or ice breaker, but that is complex if one cannot see them.
summer is, in theory, due to dawn upon us soon. or commence. maybe i shall invest in some new shorts to wander around in, as this will allow for sock showcasing. whereas i do presently own a pair of this garment (shorts), from what i recall the arse is ripped out of them. my thinking would be to get some new ones, undamaged, so that the socks can freely be a focal point, and not my arse hanging out of some torn shorts.
do i have a favourite pair of these socks, thus far? well, not really. i mean, they all have Bowie written on them, and they are really, really, really (really) comfortable. were it so that in circumstances i could not possibly begin to comprehend that someone forced me to select, then i dare say the yellow ones, with the Aladdin Sane lightning bolt. close, very close, second would be the blue with same lightning bolt on the go. but, in truth, all of them.
with the socks out of the box, so to speak, i am pretty sure (or am quietly confident) that i will, or i shall, put the magnificence of this box, in particular the picture pop up David fashion show, on display somewhere or other. maybe, for i have seen new close neighbours do so, i might place it in the window, for passers by to observe, admire and know that the resident within truly worships at the altar of Bowie.
that picture above is not meant to show any discernible or particular sequential order, it is just how i placed them after removing from the box. for some reason i thought some may wish to see them all unfolded, or stretched out.
my deepest and sincere thanks to my friend, then, for such a wonderful, thoughtful and in these troubling times touching gift. if they do indeed serve as some sort of magnet to draw someone to the attention of me being worthwhile and worth knowing, great, but satisfaction resides in abundance from me just wearing them, in truth.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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