If you’re a guy of a certain age, (or maybe any age, I don’t know), you can’t say you’ve never fantasized the following: You’re sitting at a plush Baccarat table, debonairly dressed in a crisp tux, cradling a dry martini (shaken, not stirred) in one hand, fondling a couple of heavy chips in the other, while coyly catching the eye of a certain femme fatale.
If there’s one prop that defines this scene, the one thing your mind’s eye focuses on, it’s the bow tie.
You can’t wear a shiny tux without one. The bow tie tells the story – the whole story.
Here’s why.Continue Reading “Every “Real Man” Knows How To Tie A Bow Tie”
Childhood’s End: A Review of Ford vs. Ferrari
There was a time when you met your best friend forever in Kindergarten. You went to school together. You graduated together. You were part of each other’s wedding parties. You raised your families together. You went on vacations together. Ultimately, you retired to the same communities together.
At least that’s what we were raised to believe.
My best friend was Angelo. From that day we met as five-year-olds to board that first school bus, we were best friends. Although the only class we ever shared was Kindergarten, from that point on we did everything together. Each day we would walk up Abbott Parkway to the school bus stop together. Every summer day we’d play together.
We talked of our past, present, and future.
We talked about our families, especially my uncle who wanted to design sports cars and his cousin, who frequently laid rubber in the middle of our street with his red hot 1968 Mustang.
We talked about school friends and who liked Ford and who liked Chevy.
We talked about our future wives, how we’d be each other’s best man. Oddly, Angelo Continue Reading “Childhood’s End: A Review of Ford vs. Ferrari”