Hola, Kitties. Here are your post-Labor Day binge-and-purge guidelines. Soak it up, Kitty-Kats! Binge on the below and for God's sake, please purge the latter block of resentment. Reign it in, trannies. Regin it in.
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1.Fancy Socks: Yes, its time to start wearing little booties again. It doesn't mean that your Thom Browne trousers have to go into storage just yet, though. A loud sock can be the perfect fall accessory (Paul Smith outlet in the Burg has great options) and add a little
smile to your step at last glance in your skinny-full length mirror. Nothing catches a gentleman's eye quite like a delicately decorated ankle transversing an L-station platform.
2. Happy Hour: As autumn sets in, take advantage of half price drinks and the ability to patio cruise without breaking too much of a sweat. A nice hump-day drink is best for sunset with co-workers and friends; time to put those late night binge-fests @ Eastern Bloc to bed for awhile.
3. True Luxury: If the downturn has taught us anything, logos do not mean luxury. These days, luxury items can be had for a song. When Bergdorf advertises a sale, you know there is a shift in the definition of lux. A true tranny enjoys clean cotton sheets, a well organized closet, and thoughtful meals in the company of good friends in his Billyburg loft. This is the time of year to binge on things that take time, care and consideration - not your Amex. Luxury is a mindset, not a price tag.
1. Flip-flops: Not that any upstanding tranny would ever wear these around the city (you all know who you are!) , these tickety-tranny-flops are meant for the beach, around your parents pool and your buildings laundry room. Now that summer is over there is absolutely no excuse to see these on Bedford Ave. Was there ever?
2. Summer Getaway Spots: We all love our weekends at the beach, but it's time to brush the sand out yo weave for the season. Although the prices can be tempting, leave the Pines behind post-labor day; the only trannies out there should be the ones cleaning up your White Diamonds mess. Time to think about apple picking in Connecticut, New England B&Bs, and editing last season's ski wear.
3. Toxic Friendships: Zach, Kelly, Slater and Screech sang, "Friends forever, always will be friends," but where are those has-beens now? If you said, "Nowhere," you madame are correct. A tranny on the move cannot be weighed down by drama. People grow, and in doing so, friends often grow apart. If you find yourself constantly fighting, hating on one another's friends, hobbies, habits and hangouts, the gulf between you may be too great. Take a look around. It may be time to purge an ill-fitting frenemy, just as you would summer's seersucker shorts - for both your sakes.
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