The G20-to be "the world's main economic governing council," according to Gordon Brown, did you know that? Yes, it is the secret world financial government, Libertarians, awake and take heed!-begins today and poor Pittsburgh is braced. Our thoughts will be with the unfortunately-named Banana Republic. You know, I want to break their windows usually whenever I walk by one, just because, gah, fug. Give me a correlation between rampant consumerism, world economics, bad fashion and the environmental disaster of international shipping and I'll trash that place myself. What were we talking about? Oh yeah, good luck, Picksburgh! Also good luck with your global warming, world leaders.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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Reminds me of Banana Split Republic by False Prophets: http://www.last.fm/music/False+Prophets/_/Banana+Split+Republic.
Is Banana Republic really THAT bad for the dopey guy who just needs some clothes and doesn't give a shit?
I second that emotion. Maybe Choire can give us an alternate recommendation.
I mean, sure, it's FINE. It's the high-end Gap! It could be worse, you could be wearing K-Mart Kasuals For Him or whatever. Really, when thinking of a straight man in the great pleated nightmare that is real America, I suppose this is your one option for flat-fronted pants. But would it kill you to stop by the Prada store in Grand Forks? (J/k!)
Here, here. At least a third of my work wardrobe is from BR. But if Choire is willing to give me an alternative place to buy work-appropriate clothes at tolerable prices I'M LISTENING.
You can get flat fronted stuff anywhere now. Even KMart! And Prada!?!? Why would I go there for a pair of pants that fit me like bike shorts? And for the indignity I get to pay $300.
I hate to admit that I'm reverting back to the feelings of insecurity I experienced during high school! I feel like I'm standing in front of an imaginary fashion-firing squad. I guess I'll have to revert back to my high school solution-consignment. Now all I need is a gay fashion consultant who is willing to go to a consignment store.
It's Old Navy haute couture!
I thought it was Gap for Gays. No? Maybe it's Gap for Straights Who Think it's for Gays and Thus Fashionable.
This is a sixth-form lunch break!
I think unless you work in media, architecture and the like, Banana Republic is the gold standard of corporate work clothing, fug as it is. At least the khakis are somewhat tailored and they give you a choice of fit. Might I add, I am wearing BR Khakis right now. I gave up on Zegna because nobody in my working world gives a shit about $300 pants, and I can use that money instead to buy fine-ass clothes to wear out to places where people do give a crap. BTW, what is Balk wearing, or is he still quarantined?
Ooh Banana Republic! Well la dee dah.
Marshalls bitch.
God I am poor.
Fuck Pittsburgh, fuck Banana Republic, and fuck you too, commie hippie!
Good morning!
My grill cook who hails from a particularly rough section of Pissburgh assures me that the police there aren't shy about busting heads.
There is a special squad of police calling themselves "The Grenadiers" running around downtown. Their sole command: fire tear gas at any crowd they see. No head cracking was specified per se. The whole crowd control plan is to just gas them all. See a crowd, tear gas it. I just got my stuffed blueberry pancake breakfast at Pamela's, and I'm ready for the fun to start!
Can't they just lob Primanti Brothers sandwiches into the crowd? The ones who get hit by them will be stunned into submission and the ones that eat them will be comatose for at least a half-hour.
Oh, now you just made me hungry again...
For the record, the last time I was on Manhattan's Upper East Side while the Puerto Rican Day Parade was passing by along Fifth Avenue, a good number of residential buildings and their associated flower gardens were dressed up with ply-wood to look much like that Banana Republic store in Pittsburgh.
Before I knew what a Puerto Rican Day Parade was, I thought I was in the middle of a spontaneous uprising. My heart skipped a beat.
there is no way into that store
No way other than revolution and coups...
Christ, that Banana Republic isn't even anywhere near anything that might possibly justify boarding-up. It is in Shadyside, which is some bizarre Pittsburgh interpretation of a hybrid of probably Chelsea and Park Slope (so yuppies and Abercrombie gays).