i made ruggy a shirt.
this is not the shirt.
but we were all dolled up for a night out on the town with parental kalkatroonans and i had to get a picture. (and i did make my shirt.) it was a wonderful boozy jazzy night, surrounded by the lights of the city and the billy hart quartet (the man has a syncopated metronome implanted in his brain, and dizzy's needs to get on this tip. ethan iverson explains it much better. MORE OF THIS PLEASE DIZZY'S.) would that i had grabbed a shot of the four of us: kalkatroona dad donned a green plaid shirt with yellow accents, a gray sportscoat, and a silver and black tie. in case you're wondering where i get my pattern matching skillz from.
luckily the shot passes muster with ruggy, because there's no way i'm going through the negroni photos again for an extra oona does it! wrap up here. no, this is just to let you know there's some man candy going on over at my column on the sew weekly.... ruggy takes center stage.