The Amazing Technicolor Uncle Buck

This Saturday what with the three day snowstorm and all I decided to take a taxi to work and not even deal with digging out my car and driving it. Also, I thought it would be neat to wear this technicolor flannel shirt that I had purchased at the Davis Square Goodwill Store back in November. I’d been waiting until the time when it felt right to wear it, and for me that time came today. Unfortunately, only around one hundred people, hearty New Englanders to the last, came in to see its glory.

Looking out the window like a curious cat at the snowfall on Cambridge St*

Sunday the 21st of December is the darkest day of the year and the first day of winter. Saturday was so dark it didn’t even feel like Saturday, or any day. It felt like Land of the Midnight Sun. These first two pictures were taken at around four o’clock, while there was still some waning light outside, reflecting off the fallen snow. The last of these three shots was taken at five o’clock, and its pitch black outside.

Incidentally I finished my 10 days of pro teeth whitening and I like my teeth*

In this last picture, the hat and coat belong to Lady C but I thought I’d try them on for fashion’s sake. Lets just say the inside of her brown coat is made of an irresistible faux-fur, cozy like the inside of a Disney-created beaver lodge, and I had to wear it. The hat, to me, is reminiscent of the title character in the film, Uncle Buck, played by John Candy:

Just the sight of this hat angers a lot of people**

Buck Russell: Do you think she hates me?
Maisy Russell: With a passion.
Buck Russell: Really? Do you think it’s the hat?
Maisy Russell: No.
Buck Russell: No? A lot of people hate this hat. It angers a lot of people, just the sight of it. Ah, I’ll tell you a story about that on the way to school.

*credit for the first two photos goes to Lady C, and thank you for lending me the outerwear
** photograph and styling courtesy of B Rocka

1 thought on “The Amazing Technicolor Uncle Buck”

  1. Snarfer Snafu,

    It’s a blizzard. Don’t leave Lady C in the cold of Boston without a hat, a coat, a hope of the Bahamas. Hope that it don’t sleet. Stay in the Bunker, Hunkered. There’s going to be an incoming soon enough.

    Build me a cabin up in Utah.
    Marry me a wife.
    Catch rainbow trout.
    Have a bunch of kids who call me “Pa”
    That must be what it’s all about.

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