Thursday Mashup

First let's get Charlie's shirt out of the way: good color for once but covered in the inevitable wrinkles. He claims he ironed it this morning right before putting it on, and he's essentially a truthful person. Several theories:
- The iron was not turned on
- The iron was on, but at the wrong setting
- He's just not a very good ironer, and ironed those wrinkles in.

We enjoyed asiago fresca with crackers and jam for lunch. Charlie's pound of jam per bite is a revelation, we all agree his willowy figure is a freak of nature considering his calorie intake (his lunch also included a chicken pot pie plus some crazy cream sauce with token bits of pasta floating around). Note Charlie's HUGE paw—it got that big from a lifetime of lifting great gobs of food to that gaping maw!

Syd found this BEAUTIFUL magnolia stamen in the parking lot. It's the most amazing collection of colors and textures—velvety felt to brittle scratchy to soft fur, so delicious.

And last but not least: Boss Fail sports a vanity plate!

"Stop it you're hurting me"

The pained look on his face is priceless. Yes Charlie, your colors hurt me, too.

"Don't blog me bro!"

Boss Fail is featuring an au naturel 'do today, missing his usual dollop of grooming goop. He has nice highlights and his bangs were doing this neat side-feathered thing, but he wouldn't let me share it. He's just back after a week's vacation, so you'd think he'd be more relaxed and cooperative. But no.

Wrinkles and a guest appearance

I'm loving the criss-cross mesh of wrinklage that is Charlie today. The wrinkles running at 135º are the temporary result of severely pushed up sleeves (all the way over the elbows). The real wrinkles are the ones running at about 30º, a classic "how'd you do THAT?" exhibition. Sorry the angle/lighting isn't the greatest... Trust me that they were impressive.

Also featured today is a page from Richard's book. He's on PTO, and oh-so-trustingly left his notebook open on his desk... so I snapped this:


Workin' hard and paying close attention to Boss Fail. No doubt he'll complain, but I've heard one too many mean things from him to be concerned.

Context Thursday

Unfortunately for Charlie, he works with a group who are uncommonly good at color. Sydney has already appeared here a few times demonstrating how to do it right. Today she's rocking a soft blue button down with crisp white collar and cuffs and the teeniest white pinstripes. Boss Fail is also in blue–he always has great colors and today he is sporting a simple t-shirt the exact shade of his sailor blue eyes. Of the men in our group, I think Boss Fail is the polar opposite of our Charlie: perfectly-hued oxfords always pressed within an inch of their lives. Ironic that they work closely together, it's "Exhibit A: Yin+Yang" on a daily basis.

Charlie had a truly stupendous plinkle down his right pant leg today, but I regretfully report that I did not snag a shot.

Well pressed Wednesday

Props to Charlie for a well pressed shirt, it's a great color on him too! Dark dusty espresso, leaning toward deep olive depending on the lighting. A clean white t-shirt underneath = bonus. Enjoy! These moments are too few and very far between.

Pretty in Pleats

Here we go. It's a classic sampling of Charlie Pleats! This is a unique manifestation of his wrinkle skills, these deep long parallel valleys running top to bottom. He insists that he doesn't do anything special to his laundry, but I'm just not buying it. These plinkles do not exist in nature, there MUST be a special process... and it's not just me, the whole office is fascinated.