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Monday, November 27, 2006 when we buy clothes a part of us is trying to figure out who we really are, right? so I'm sitting in a show store trying to decide between these really funky cowboy boots with a pointy toe and a pair of boots that are a "take" on the motorcycle boot. and I'm asking every girl that comes in what do they think. opinion is divided. the sales girls give me opinions, but I'm worried about this problem I've identified. when someone notices a jacket or whatever, that can be bad. they'll say "Oh, nice jacket," but it's partly because it caught their eye and in a way that's a bad thing. what you want is just a whole head-to-toe thing where the girls check you out and say "cute guy." not nice jacket, nice glasses. "cute guy" is what you want. (I would say "hot guy," because as Robbie Burns said a man's reach should exceed his graps, but I'm not even gonna bother, I'm so far off that kind of radar-- but I can still shoot for cute: cute's still within my grasp, I think.) and a thousand little details, adjustments, refinements go into that. cary grant said it took attention to 10,000 little details to great the entitiy we know as cary grant. but anyway... I had these two shoes on. and I'm asking all the girls that come in the store "which do you think?" but not which jump out at you. "If there were two guys of equal cuteness and one was wearing these and one was wearing these...which would you think was hotter." three in favour of pointy cowboys, two in favour of motorcycle boots. I got the motorcycle boots in the end, and I'm glad I did. they make me feel tough. I say to the sales girls-- there are no less than five: "Look, girls
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