I've decided to sell off some of my old garb. In the past, I've given frocks away, with the expectation that I would receive some form of fabric compensation from those to whom I have bequeathed my frocks, but have received nothing. One of the lasses has even yet to wear the dress I gave her.

So, a selling we will go. My Jacobian jacket, the Brueghel, a generic Renaissance Italian (if Fiora still doesn't want it) and an early 14th century ensemble (you know the one in which I look like a nun?) are all going to go. I'm not sure of the pricing yet and pictures will be on the blog soon. They would fit a size 14-ish. Any takers?

Of course, there has to be a pic. There was going to be a dishy guy Monday thing happening (Beefcake for Breakfast if you will), but I just didn't get there yesterday. So here's a guy for your viewing plllleasure.


It just goes to show that all men are not created equal.