The real tragedy of my working 11-hour days is not manifested in my general feelings of fed-upedness but in the fact that I have not, until now, been able to address what is truly one of the most remarkable and baffling sartorial developments of the modern age:
Yes. What you see up there is what it is. Really.
Respected academic Tom Feely IMed me with this information yesterday and I thought it must have been a hilarious joke. "Ha ha," I said, "this must be a hilarious joke." But then I realized it was so hilarious it had to be true, for Feely would not joke about such things, or at least not IM me out of nowhere to joke about them. Clearly this was serious as a heart attack and I needed to be warned.
So then I went to Sactown Royalty and SLAM Online for confirmation and I was like GAAAAAAAH.
While at first I believed he was in a new-season makeover competition with Sean Avery, the play by play experts in the clip below trace this development back to his winning a bet, which then naturally begs the question of what would have happened if he lost.
See the magic in motion!
Correct me if I'm wrong, but it looks like it's just on the top of his head, right? So he could put on a hat and cover it up for FRESH LOOKS both on court and off. For real! Someone should send that tip in to Blueprint.
You know something, I'm strangely getting used to it because I am just that sad and insane, but then I see Brad's official NBA mug was finally released and I get a little sad and wistful for what once was, largely because for some reason he's reminding me of Elliott Smith here. I dunno. Cross your eyes a little, you'll see it.
It's become abundantly clear that I need to rethink my categories. Thank you, Brad's hair, for motivating me.
Posted by Kim at October 12, 2007 12:58 AM | Kings Baby Kings | Miller Time | Non-Moving Pictures"Braid My Hair" by Mario
Posted by: Kim at October 12, 2007 12:00 AM