So, whaddayathink about this blog’s new Lifestyle section?
“Dahlink, You Look Mah-ver-luss.”
Thank-Q. It is what the Art Department told me simply everyone is wearing in the South of France this season.
Chris Muther writing for The Boston Globe (August 10, 2005) proffers some friendly, journalistic (read beer) advice:
Nurses, sous chefs, professional gardeners, children under the age of 8, and anyone with an employee ID from Barnum & Bailey are fine to wear Crocs. If you fall into one of these categories, please don’t write me an angry letter. If you don’t fall into one of these categories, I encourage you to unite with other Crocs owners, light a bonfire, and melt those homely things into beer can cozies for the needy. The company sold 6 million pairs last year — that’s a lot of beer can cozies for the needy.
Normally I’m Teflon to these fashion trends. But Crocs have stirred a rare emotion inside me, the same feeling I experience when I see people wearing sweat pants in the grocery store or Paris Hilton’s quivering little dog on E!. I understand that no one is immune from bad fashion decisions — just ask me about my unfortunate Bolo tie phase in high school — so consider this rant to be nothing more than kind advice from a friend, a friend who can’t stand to see any more people walking around in Grandma the Clown’s footwear this summer.
What next? Silicon superstrings?
A novel approach being developed at MIT to manufacture conventional silicon photovoltaic arrays by pulling the chips in stringy ribbons out of a molten stew like taffy rather than slicing them from silicon ingots.
