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Ye Merry Olde Threadbarede.
Good eve, fair mistress. It is I, Halvdan The Tunic-wearer!
(sigh) How now, Halvdan. Thy tunic is indeed truly wondrous, so pleated and blousen it is.
Pray thee Theresa of Cambridge, hast thou ever seen a Croatian Shirt as pleasing to thy eyes?
N'er.
Forsooth! Perchance thou wouldst enjoy laying thou hand upon my sleeve?
Nay.
Yon chickens do cluck so merrily. Methinks they too find my tunic to be most splendid!
Verily. (rolls eyes)
Ah, pray pardon me for prating on about my wondrous tunic. But enow about me, let us speak of thou. What dost thou think of me?
I said, what dost thou...hark! Hark now! Where...where goest thou, fair maiden? Pray thee, do not scamper away so! I crave your pardon, return! Return!
What? What dost thou say? Thou thinks I art a...what?? Well, fie on thee, poxy harlot! Fie on thee!
Hmph. Why dost I always strike out with all the pretty maidens....
Posted by Mary on September 26, 2006 | Permalink
Comments
Wait-isn't he wearing the same identical dress she is...only tucked in?
Posted by: Ellie | Sep 26, 2006 1:25:46 PM
Not to be a post-hog but isn't he actually wearing the same dress, shoes AND tights as her...what gives...
Posted by: ellie | Sep 26, 2006 1:28:00 PM
The saucy wench looks like she is about to whack Haldvan the Tunic Wearer with that milk jug she's holding.
Posted by: | Sep 26, 2006 1:57:16 PM
What's the deal with those shoes? I swear I saw the exact same style in the Naturalizer store at the outlet mall a couple of weeks ago. Those shoes are not very folksey or very Croatian if they are made in a big Naturalizer factory in China. Aren't real folkwear shoes supposed to be hand-made by an old, white-haired cobbler who wears spectacles or by tiny elves who sneak into his shop in the middle of the night?
Posted by: Sputnik | Sep 26, 2006 2:06:07 PM
See! It was stuff like this that made my Gramma' run off with that Portuguese sailor and get the hell out of Poland.
Posted by: Inky | Sep 26, 2006 3:19:47 PM
....Oh and:
"Thy tunic is indeed truly wondrous, so pleated and blousen it is."
Had me spittin' coffee! Classic line.
Posted by: Inky | Sep 26, 2006 3:22:30 PM
I rather like this garment. I have a boyfriend, he plays the flute, quite nice a person, not sissyfied, just artistic. He'd look nice it that there shirt. Is something strange happening to me? Am I going nuts or something? Maybe I've been staying home too much. But honestly, I like the shirt. Does this scream, "Get therapy, get therapy, get therapy" ? or what ?
Posted by: Iz4u | Sep 26, 2006 4:20:07 PM
Well, of course...before his 'n her matching sweaters....his 'n her matching tunics - makes sense to me. That hat really sets Halvdan off...
Posted by: Susan | Sep 26, 2006 4:30:28 PM
Iz4u, I see it this way. In times of conservative regimes, there is a much stronger emphasis on gender dimorphism in terms of appearance and behavior. In other words, there's more concern about (the fiction of) there being great differences between boys and girls.
In my world, it seems that it's just like belly buttons; some of us have innies and some of us have outties. Most of the differences are learned behaviors, including clothing.
Some men look good in stuff like this, others don't. I don't look right in tailored suits, heels, or shorts. I am a woman who looks better in my hippie dresses and Birkenstocks. Almost anything else feels (and looks)like drag.
Gods, I _do_ go on...
Posted by: anneonymousone | Sep 26, 2006 4:36:54 PM
Halvdan, why doth your tunic flap so in thy rear? Pray, what is thy stench?!
Posted by: Sharon | Sep 26, 2006 4:40:57 PM
And vot ist that on thy head Halvdan? Is it a hat or the bucket I was using to collect yonder chicken chit?
Me thinks it is the bucket! Now I will have to use the pretty little scarf from my head. My mudda said she needed lots of chicken chit to keep the fire going tonight.
Posted by: beryl | Sep 26, 2006 5:06:20 PM
A Maiden? I thought she was a zombie, myself..
Posted by: Aly | Sep 26, 2006 5:17:28 PM
The disgusted look on her face tells me one thing and one thing only. She not into men she's into chickens and she's waiting form "him" to leave so one of them will jump up her skirt.
Posted by: Moonshine | Sep 26, 2006 7:33:49 PM
So the guy in my college comp class who asked me what I thought of his (boring) leather jacket was actually trying to make time with me? Ugh. I'm gonna go shower now.
Posted by: Minya, Warrior Seamstress | Sep 26, 2006 9:03:48 PM
Let me just add that to get those tiny pleats nice and even, you need the right tools, a tidy work space and guts.
Posted by: Melissa | Sep 27, 2006 4:26:59 AM
Maybe she's just jealous that *he* has a nose.
Posted by: Allen | Sep 27, 2006 9:51:01 AM
it's a typo it should read cretin shirt
Posted by: punxxi | Sep 27, 2006 11:27:11 AM
Alas, Halvdan, thy tunic is aye blousen and e'en pleated to mine eye, but it removeth not the shame of thy nose of Michael of Jackson, which doth appear to be misshapen and vexed. Hath thou an ointment, or e'en a sharpened blade, for that montrousity?
When thou hast repaired thy extremity, then thee and I and mine chickens shalt speak again, mayhap, if my chickens doth approve of thy alterations. (And a help it wouldst be if thou did remove my grandmere's cap from off thy head.)
Posted by: Kathryn | Sep 27, 2006 11:54:59 AM
Genius. Pure genius.
Posted by: Heather | Sep 27, 2006 12:45:37 PM
I must be the only ex-belly dancer in THIS crowd. Folkwear was the only reliable source for patterns for harem pants, Egyptian shirts, and other Middle Eastern costume necessities. I must have 5 or 6 of 'em stashed away in my used-to-be-young-and-much-thinner box.
They also had racy Victorian undergarment patterns.
You people haven't lived!
Posted by: Marcia | Sep 27, 2006 1:10:16 PM
"racy Victorian undergarment patterns"
Methinks this is a most curious, nay even intriguing thought.
Posted by: | Sep 27, 2006 3:36:49 PM
He's got some serious Stephen Tyler lips going on...
Posted by: toiletpaper | Sep 27, 2006 4:00:59 PM
If you ask me, he looks like Jimi Hendrix
Posted by: barb | Sep 27, 2006 5:06:07 PM
Looks like he's gonna impress her with some underarm farting sounds in a sec...woohoo.
Posted by: Burns | Sep 27, 2006 5:08:53 PM
Forsooth! I too am intrigued by the mention of "racy Victorian undergarment patterns." Ye Merry Olde Threadbarede hath already played host to ye olde "Pantyhose Crafts Week" so many yarns ago. When shall Ye Merry Olde Threadbarede play host to a week full of corsets, bloomers, and other such unmentionable items from ages past? Pray tell me it shall be soon, kind ladies!
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