I wanted to post about this, but I didn't want to besmirch Hot Guy Friday so I have to do this now.
I found this on AP a little bit ago.-
-After years of speculation that Pope Benedict wears shoes by Prada, the Vatican's official newspaper denied such talk as "frivolous."
Esquire magazine last year named the 81-year-old pontiff "accessorizer of the year" for his red leather loafers that fashionistas had said were probably made by the Italian fashion house.
While the Vatican had never confirmed or denied if the shoes were Prada, continued chatter about the pope's dress sense led the Vatican daily Osservatore Romano to print a condemnation of media stories it said trivialized the head of the church.
Esquire's inclusion of the pope on its best-dressed men list was, it said, "of a frivolity that is very characteristic of an era that tends to trivialize and does not understand."
The article explained that the pope's shoes, like his range of flamboyant hats, are nothing to do with vanity but all to do with tradition. "The pope, in summary, does not wear Prada, but Christ," it said.
The article did not say who did make the shoes.
Benedict's choice of garments has often been striking. On recent drives through St. Peter's Square he shaded himself from the fierce June sun under a wide-rimmed bright red hat known as a "Saturn" after the planet with the rings.
Around Christmas 2005 he delighted pilgrims by appearing in a red velvet cap trimmed with white fur which, together with a scarlet cape, gave him the look of Santa Claus.
The Osservatore noted that both hats, far from being fashion items, are in fact traditional papal accessories that have been worn at various points in history by previous popes.-
I can't help but notice that those wily Catholics manage to make their point but stil omit a small detail, like WHO DOES MAKE THOSE SHOES YOU KIDFUCKERS!!! (thanks KG)
A sin of omission is no less a sin boys.
See, they never did get it. Rather they got it a little too well and were able to work it to their advantage.
Catholics, they don't say the darndest things.
"The Pope does not wear Prada, but Christ"....Christ!
The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Someone turned on the summer!
And they need to turn it off. It's a little early for 90 degree temps and high humidity, but we've got it. They say it'll stop tomorrow for a few days. I hope so, I don't want to move in this! Of course, last year it rained the entire move, and that was a lot of fun.
But! Tomorrow is Hot Guy Friday! And then it'll be go ride a horse Saturday. I swear it's been so long since I rode that I'm going if I can,and all that stuff can just sit where it is until I get back to move it into the new place.
It's unnerving when one discovers that someone one sort of admired, for lack of a better word, is not quite as great as you thought.
I read yesterday that Rob Thomas formerly of Matchbox 20, is a Scientologist. FUCK!!!
I hate it when I find out someone I like is crazy. And I find it out all too often.
Actually I've heard conflicting reports on this. It's said that he is one, and then it's said that he's offended at the very suggestion. Oh, I do hope it's the latter, cause I'd hate to think my cutie crooner was a space invader nutbag, working against his engrams (whatever the fuck those are) and all that shit.
See those people are the exact kind of people I think I was put on this earth to foil. They're bullies, and I hate bullies.
I think Scientology is a bunch of folks who fought and won a battle to get tax exempt status cause they're a "religion" (and ALL religion is bad), when all they really want is MO' MONEY! Hell, even Elvis saw through their shit, and he was bugshit crazy.
And as if we didn't have enough evidence that the world is being altered in unacceptable ways, the Belgians are taking over Anheuser-Busch, George W is buddying up to the North Koreans, and John McCain is meeting with Log Cabin-ers.
WTF???
That idea I had about the cabin the horse and the pottery wheel is sounding better and better. Of course, I'd have to subscribe to Direct tv out there in the sticks and we know how much I love them.
Today is the retirement party here for this woman I like working with. I'll miss her, she was fun. Crazy in that "born in Marin" kind of way that only those who've experienced it can understand, but sweet nonetheless. I gave her a pot for a going away present.
I'm giving my upstairs neighbor three days of recorded snoring for a going away present. It's the worst I can do short of inflicting bodily harm.
Love
But! Tomorrow is Hot Guy Friday! And then it'll be go ride a horse Saturday. I swear it's been so long since I rode that I'm going if I can,and all that stuff can just sit where it is until I get back to move it into the new place.
It's unnerving when one discovers that someone one sort of admired, for lack of a better word, is not quite as great as you thought.
I read yesterday that Rob Thomas formerly of Matchbox 20, is a Scientologist. FUCK!!!
I hate it when I find out someone I like is crazy. And I find it out all too often.
Actually I've heard conflicting reports on this. It's said that he is one, and then it's said that he's offended at the very suggestion. Oh, I do hope it's the latter, cause I'd hate to think my cutie crooner was a space invader nutbag, working against his engrams (whatever the fuck those are) and all that shit.
See those people are the exact kind of people I think I was put on this earth to foil. They're bullies, and I hate bullies.
I think Scientology is a bunch of folks who fought and won a battle to get tax exempt status cause they're a "religion" (and ALL religion is bad), when all they really want is MO' MONEY! Hell, even Elvis saw through their shit, and he was bugshit crazy.
And as if we didn't have enough evidence that the world is being altered in unacceptable ways, the Belgians are taking over Anheuser-Busch, George W is buddying up to the North Koreans, and John McCain is meeting with Log Cabin-ers.
WTF???
That idea I had about the cabin the horse and the pottery wheel is sounding better and better. Of course, I'd have to subscribe to Direct tv out there in the sticks and we know how much I love them.
Today is the retirement party here for this woman I like working with. I'll miss her, she was fun. Crazy in that "born in Marin" kind of way that only those who've experienced it can understand, but sweet nonetheless. I gave her a pot for a going away present.
I'm giving my upstairs neighbor three days of recorded snoring for a going away present. It's the worst I can do short of inflicting bodily harm.
Love
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