Thursday, June 24, 2010

Photo Shoot


Did a quick point and click shoot of my GTI with my little Sony Cybershot (I lack the talent to use Wifey's SLR) just wanted to post the results.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Smells and how to wear your fragrance

Look we all want to smell good. Honestly I wish we did all smell good...mix in a shower once in a while...I gave my buddy a ride in my car a couple weeks back. Dude has a hard job and my car STILL smelled like him the next day. I say again, mix in a shower after work if your going out. While I'm confessing, I recently refered to a friend as "your dirty hippy wife," why? She was burning insence. Is she dirty? No. Is she a hippy? Nope, just modern, artsy and...dare I say it because I know she reads, one of the coolest people I spend time with. The point here is, yes burning insence is a hippy sorta thing to do...but it beats bad smells any day.

Now we reach the point of today. I own cologn, I like to smell good...I'm pretty sure my wife the english teacher will shread my usage of the phrase, "smell good," too bad she doesn't get to grade my blog. Off topic again...anyways, lets put this train back on the tracks. If you like to smell good, shower daily, wear a fragrance, good for you, you're taking a positive step...now, and this is to a small percentage...

DIAL IT DOWN! If I'm not in your intimate space (2-3 foot radius) I shouldn't be able to smell you. For the last 8 or 9 weeks I've been hitting the gym at 5:30am with a buddy. It's a solid time, people are there to work. Plus, it's a smaller group that shows up, perfect for work. Among this group is a lady, probably around my age, possibly up to 8 years older. She's in amazing shape, pretty, yes I noticed. THis girl shows up every morning in coordinated lululemon workout gear, hair done perfectly. Think she's rocking make up. Honestly, you don't need that extra sleep? That being said, I passed by her on my way to the rack to get some weights Wednesday, Was withing maybe 5 feet at the closest and was invaded by an overwhelming scent of vanilla. Perfume at the gym at 5:30...seriously? But then to have enough on that I can smell you from a distance...too far, too much, stop.

Let's also go over when to wear a fragrance. Everyday? Really? Is that who you want to be? Shower, deoderant,aftershave, moisturizer, done. This is a solid every day routine. If I have meetings I'll usually mix in a spritz or maybe 2 of fragrance, after I dress, shot into the air, and then I simply walk through the falling drops. Little bit gets on me, enough that I should have a little extra something, but not so much that you are overpowered by smell. Date night? Suiting up for a special occasion? Shower, deoderant, aftershave, moisturizer. Get dressed. Spritz down the back of your shirt, little to the forearms, then rub that into your neck and chest area. You wont stink, but come snuggle/dance time you can bet that shel'll be happy that you are plesently scented, no B.O. no overscented, axe body sprayed douche bags here, just classy clean smelling men. Step your game up.

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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

A Poem I came Across

Growing Old - a poem by Matthew Arnold


What is it to grow old?
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre of the eye?
Is it for beauty to forego her wreath?
Yes, but not for this alone.

Is it to feel our strength
Not our bloom only, but our strength decay?
Is it to feel each limb
Grow stiffer, every function less exact,
Each nerve more weakly strung?

Yes, this, and more! but not,
Ah, 'tis not what in youth we dreamed 'twould be!
'Tis not to have our life
Mellowed and softened as with sunset-glow,
A golden day's decline!

'Tis not to see the world
As from a height, with rapt prophetic eyes,
And heart profoundly stirred;
And weep, and feel the fulness of the past,
The years that are no more!

It is to spend long days
And not once feel that we were ever young.
It is to add, immured
In the hot prison of the present, month
To month with weary pain.

It is to suffer this,
And feel but half, and feebly, what we feel:
Deep in our hidden heart
Festers the dull remembrance of a change,
But no emotion none.

It is last stage of all
When we are frozen up within, and quite
The phantom of ourselves,
To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost
Which blamed the living man.

LAunch Man

ABBOTSFORD FINALLY HAS MEN'S SHOPPING!!! LAunch Man clothing on Pauline st in Abbotsford is amazing. Dustin the owner was friendly, we talked a good 20 minutes about brands he had, brands he was bringing, and brands who wouldn't come (FREEKING BAND OF OUTSIDERS COME TO CANADA ALREADY!!!) You know what I'll just link to an article by a pro who will write better then I will.

http://fraservalleypulse.com/blog/launch-man-in-abbotsford/

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