Often our band weekends together start with a little conversation that goes something like this:

Megan: “What are we working on this weekend?”
Steve: “Oh. Well, you know, I thought we could maybe…”
Megan: “Look, I need you to know that I have been sick for two weeks, am utterly sleep-deprived, dealt with crazy people at work until 20 minutes ago, don’t have any food in the house, really want to take shower, and can only imagine what kind of mood Trevor might be channeling.”
Steve: “Oh. Thanks for telling me.”
Megan: “So, I’ll probably cry.”
Steve: “Right.”

And my sole purpose for posting this, dear reader, is to warn you that we will soon be embarking on a Fashion Discussion on this here blog. Fashion. Good Night, States. Clothing. Image. Discussion. Rock’n'roll. Oh My.

It’s okay if that makes you want to cry, but for heaven’s sake, at least look at some beautifully dressed people while you are having your little sniffle. The Sartorialist is a favorite blogger of mine.

I’ll return to this topic soon. Fashionably later.