You. In. Reverse. [November 21st, 2010]
There are things you’ve done, that you can never take back. There are places you’ve gone, that you’ll never come back from. Some of us would do anything to push the past beyond our memory’s reach. Some of us have done everything to forget (cue the generic viagra without a percription subtle “clink clink” of something on-the-rocks swilling around in a glass). But on some days, we’re forced to remember. A glimpse in the mirror perhaps. Or when staring into the mute blackness of the ceiling above you. And you’ll see it. The denim-jacket with the matching pale jeans. The mustache you let fester for too long. The date you went on, dressed like Larry David, which inevitably ended much in the same way that any date with Larry David would (in crushing disappointment and viagra uk shop with shrugged shoulders for all involved).
I’ve been there. Like me, you have a past that you’ve been dying to forget. The old you is a figure diametrically opposed to the current image that you have cultivated with the desperate fervor of a Tea Party funded PR-death squad. At nights, you still fear that somewhere…there is photographic evidence that will indict you of your previous misdeeds. In cold sweats and with murderous thoughts, you pray that those pictures will never surface. Until that day. You will continue to purchase cymbalta online wake. You will continue to reach into the recesses of it's cool the dark closet in front of you with a triumphant urgency. Your wardrobe, previously unkempt and with an uncanny ability to perpetually disappoint, has finally begun to take shape. You feel yourself at the precipice. A step closer to the pinnacle.
But on some mornings, when your grim-faced closet deals you the buy kamagra wrong cards, you’re forced to take a step backwards. On those days, you will step out of your home. mis-matched. odd-fitting. and generally ill-conceived. Much like the old you used to. Nevertheless, you will find the resolve to grin and bear it like the un-politically connected recipient of an enveloped draft card.
Try as we might, we will inevitably fall backwards. Take it on discount generic viagra the chin. For a moment, swill the lukewarm sense of mediocrity around in your mouth. Allow your palette to recognize failure. Spit it out. And move forward. With the promise to never let it become an acquired taste.
Credits: Film: 12RND + Photography: Paniwo Creative + Suit: PRL + Shoes: Barker Black + Boots: Grenson + Shirt: Made Tailor + Driving Cap: J.Crew + Scarf: Paul Stuart + Theme: Jay Electronica – “Exhibit A (Transformations)”