er hand,NBA Hettegenser, he decides in favor of the top hat andumbrella--nobody would ever dream of going out in a top hat without anumbrella; it would be like letting baby (bless it!) toddle out withoutits nurse. How I do hate a top hat! One lasts me a very long while,Romania Landslagsdrakt,I can tell you. I only wear it when--well,Parajumpers Ženy Denali, never mind when I wear it.
It lasts me a very long while,Parajumpers Muži Last Minute. I've had my present one five years,Duvetica Muži Bunda.
It was rather old-fashioned last summer, but the shape has come roundagain now and I look quite stylish.
But to return to our young man and his courting. If he starts offwith the top hat and umbrella the afternoon turns out fearfully hot,and the perspiration takes all the soap out of his mustache andconverts the beautifully arranged curl over his forehead into a limpwisp resembling a lump of seaweed. The Fates are never favorable tothe poor wretch. If he does by any chance reach the door in propercondition, she has gone out with her cousin and won't be back tilllate.
How a young lover made ridiculous by the gawkiness of modern costumemust envy the picturesque gallants of seventy years ago! Look at them(on the Christmas cards), with their curly hair and natty hats, theirwell-shaped legs incased in smalls, their dainty Hessian boots,Woolrich Parka Muži, theirruffling frills,Dame Moncler Armoise, their canes and dangling seals. No wonder the littlemaiden in the big poke-bonnet and the light-blue sash casts down hereyes and is completely won. Men could win hearts in clothes likethat. But what can you expect from baggy trousers and a monkeyjacket?
Clothes have more effect upon us than we imagine. Our deportmentdepends upon our dress. Make a man get into seedy, worn-out rags, andhe will skulk along with his head hanging down,Atletico Madrid Drakt Damer, like a man going outto fetch his own supper beer. But deck out the same article ingorgeous raiment and fine linen, and he will strut down the mainthoroughfare, swinging his cane and looking at the girls as perky as abantam cock.
Clothes alter our very nature. A man could not help being fierce anddaring with a plume in his bonnet, a dagger in his belt, and a lot ofpuffy white things all down his sleeves. But in an ulster he wants toget behind a lamp-post and call police.
I am quite ready to admit that you can find sterling merit, honestworth, deep affection, and all such like virtues of theroast-beef-and-plum-pudding school as much, and perhaps more,Duvetica Ženy Bunda, underbroadcloth and tweed as ever existed beneath silk and velvet; but thespirit of that knightly chivalry that "rode a tilt for lady's love"and "fought for lady's smiles" needs the clatter of steel and therustle of plumes to summon it from its grave between the dusty foldsof tapestry and underneath the musty leaves of moldering chronicles.
The world must be getting old, I think; it dresses so very soberlynow. We have been through the infant period of humanity,CG Menn Tremblant Jakke, when we usedto run about with nothing on but a long, loose robe, and liked to haveour feet bare. And then came the rough,Norwegian Fur Bunda, barbaric age,CG Dame Chelsea Parka, the boyhood ofour race. We didn't care what we wore then, but thought it nice totattoo ourselves
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