Even though we’re in Atlanta, this lady knows it’s all about delicate pinks and dazzling Clorox whites this summer ’11. From chunky earrings to tunic to pocketbook, I can’t help but think Dorothy Zbornak from behind.
Category: ‘Unabashed Elderstyle’
Unabashed Mary Xmas: What Mama Wants #1
November 30th, 2010
The fine folks at Luxury Diva™ have made turbans über-accessible and affordable ($17.99) on Amazon.com. I know what you’re thinking but, no, I don’t want to wear them (unless I’m reenacting scenes from Postcards From the Edge).
I want the turban and the mannequin head. And I want a bunch of them in all different patterns (the turbans) and ethnicities (the heads) until my house looks like the evil queen’s in Return to Oz. 
Unabashedly I-o-whattttt?
August 13th, 2010Excuse the absence but I have just endured a relocation from Los Angeles to Iowa City, Iowa which is one of those places where even though it’s called Iowa City, you still have to specify that it’s in the state of Iowa and not like one of those mind-fuck Kansas City, Missouri type cities.
There’s so much I want to say about life here but just accept this image for now:
Bitch is giving up an open-toe, high-heel sandal + panty hose under cuffed short jeans combo complete with ankle bracelet.
Fuck Los Angeles.
Unabashedly Quotable: De-Ball
May 30th, 2010Great Aunt: She um…what do they call it…de-balled him?
Me: Emasculated him?
Great Aunt: Yes, that’s it.
Me: Word.
Unabashed Elderstyle: The Cutest Neighbor
November 10th, 2009Unabashed Elderstyle: Hosed Toes & Mitzvahs
October 20th, 2009
Comfort. Simplicity. These are the words du jour for this 70-something Jewess.
Effortlessly pairing a heather gray hoodie with a dark gray sweat pant, all she needs to complete the outfit, I think to myself, are some gold Tiva knock-offs with support hose underneath.
She does not disappoint. Until she orders her deli meat.
She orders ham. HAM? She must have an early onset of Alzheimer’s because no good jew (which I know she is) orders ham.
She is lost and disoriented, ordering the other white meat when surely she wants some nice religiously unaffiliated turkey. I demand her cell phone and call her daughter to pick her up.
In our religion, we call what I did a mitzvah.
Unabashed Elderstyle: Extra Points for Papa
September 14th, 2009I rarely come across men with unabashed elderstyle so I was pleased to spot this gentleman while he was on a break from his post at Hot Dog on a Stick (perhaps?).
I don’t love his Elderstyle but I do love his unabashedness. At least he’s committing to a color palette.
Unabashedly Dunne: No, like, DONE
August 27th, 2009Unabashed Elderstyle: Ruthie, Mein Liebe
August 10th, 2009I’ve been running into a lot of ancient cuties lately. I can’t control when I see a dapper elderly person. They just show up like a ten dollar bill on the sidewalk. (more…)








