You might recall me getting a Parker pen delivered to my door the other day, and I had no idea who it was from. It seems GQ( My competitors…ha ha joking! Calm down…) sent it to me for some competition I entered. All I did was send an sms, which probably cost me R2.
That sms made me a good R998, because I have just been informed that the pen is worth R1000. One thousand South African rands. It’s not bad going. Up until now I thought the pen was maybe worth R200 and I have been dropping it, putting it in my mouth and generally not caring for it. Now that I know it’s true worth I hardly want to use it.
It’s a nice addition to my current collection of stuff that is wildly excessive, and the gold on the pen accentuates the gold on the Meharee timepiece that is currently in use.
It’s all so crazy at the moment.
What is the time? I need to be at Newlands at 13:45 because apparently the Springboks are going to be there. The “Springboks” , to those of you who are unaware, are those guys who lifted another piece of gold, in the form of William Webb Ellis’ gold plated drinking goblet, out of which he used to get absolutely debauched. That was until Madiba took it away for his drinking pleasure. Currently John Smit owns this Goblet, and he can use it to drink his favourite Port out of it. Naturally Percy Montgomery will be forced to do a beer funnel out of it for scoring so many points in the World Cup. Of Wereld Beker, mense van Stellen- BOSHHHH af. Have you noticed how Afrikaans people emphasise the “Bosh” in Stellenbosch. They say it with the long, drawn out “Shhhhhhhhh” Hilarious.
While we are mentioning GQ magazine, I will have you know that I always have, and always will buy GQ. It’s got some good stuff in it. But every now and then they blind us with some HIDEOUS stuff. Biker pants in stretch satin a few years ago were one of my highlights, and I actually sent them a letter telling them that those are not the sort of clothes that guys wear. Funny this…the letter actually got published, and the editor even left a little reply after my letter. Good times.
Anyway, their latest blinder was in the March 2007 issue, page 123. Entitled “Hair today…” You get it? Like “Here today…” Usually finished off in classic magazine style with “Hair today…gone tomorrow” for articles on balding.
So it gives us two new looks from Wella’s Trend Visions for 2007. All I can say is: HORRENDOUS!
The looks are in the photos below.
Let me explain the one on the left. According to the article, it says:
“Sensual intrigue aims at perfection then flips from inky black to plum to dusty blue”
Ummmmm…mock chunder…full on vomit coming on…
Plum? Since when did GQ think that we are actually fairies flying around with little wands sprinkling fairy dust on people? I won’t even go into the other style.
All I will say is that if you do currently own that hairstyle, please keep away from me. And how long does it take to get that hair right in the morning?
But as we all know, GQ are a funny bunch of people, and they were clearly having us on here. They know they are influential, and they were probably waiting drunk at some spot in the Waterfront waiting to see if any fools had actually taken their advice. It’s fashion magazines way of having fun.
GQ, I like it guys. But please tell me you were having a laugh there?
I think I know you were.
And thanks for the pen, I’m going to use it to write my memoirs very soon.
Sean Lloyd
Editor
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