It’s been a long time since I’ve read any of Jeff’s stuff over at The Shape of Days.

But, I was bored and killing the last 10 minutes of the day, so I decided to see what he’s been up too. Glad I did:

Here’s the thing about wearing white: You basically have to have a perfect body to carry it off. I’m not suggesting that you need to be one of those South American lingerie models that look so long and lean they seem to have been specially bred, like greyhounds, to thrive on a diet of cocaine, cigarettes and quadruple sugar-free non-fat lattes. Those people are freaks, barely human, from the far, far, far end of the bell curve, way past the furthest extent of normal human biology.
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White throws everything into high relief. Been cutting back on your time on the elliptical lately? In white pants your ass will look like a radar map of the moon.

Yeah, I need to read Jeff every day. Good stuff, good stuff.

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