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I am off to the land of fashion horrors on Tuesday I'm going up to Kohler to the PGA Championship. It's just a practice round, but there will undoubtedly be countless monstrosities in attendance even then.
I will have to wear something super cute to offset the hideousness around me.
Oh - and Tuesday is one of the only days when cameras are allowed. I will try to take some sneaky photos. We don’t mourn artists because we knew them. We mourn them because they helped us know ourselves. | |
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somehow I knew you were going to say Sheboygan! (They only like to say Kohler, to hide the truth.)
And yes, we are a city of many large, large monstrosities. Plenty of hogs and mullet people. Lots of Packer shirts and wallet chains. I hate all of these stupid inbreds.
When you drive by on Dairyland Drive, 1/4 a mile up from Hardee's, honk for me! | |
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"I will try to take some sneaky photos."
That's all that matters, really. | |
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I forgot my camera.
Sadly, even the people who looked good (like Sweetie and I) looked horrendous by the end of the day. It was insanely hot out there.
Still...what the hell were people thinking who wore flip-flops and Crocs? That terrain is no joke - and with all the sand and fescue on the course, I can't imagine those shoes (and I use that term loosely) were even comfortable.
I hope they all went flat on their asses. We don’t mourn artists because we knew them. We mourn them because they helped us know ourselves. | |
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