Friday, April 26, 2013
Mr. Williams wears a cravat of deep navy with slim diagonals of platinum white. It's a very staid, very stodgy tie. This is the kind of tie that holds no surprises. It's not going to suddenly, at a birthday dinner, hold out the keys to a brand new car. Likewise, it will not turn to you during an episode of Seinfeld and announce that listen, there's no easy way to do this, but it would like a divorce. This is a tie that will not, out of nowhere, show up with two tickets to Paris, but it will drive you to the emergency room when you cut yourself on a broken coffee pot. Twice. Not so bad now, is it?
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