I thought long and hard about a good way out of my fashion clothing fiasco. I just so happened to come across a Red Wolf Jeans company in Gaithersburg when I first moved out there in 2009. I hadn’t rebuilt my wardrobe since 2006 until I ran across that company’s affordable sale of khakis – a $10 pair and five for $35. It was a great deal and a bit of a God-send! I took full advantage. As I proudly wore my several colored outfits, I recalled the underlying belly of a Richard Pryor joke in which he jokes about being in five gangs, in the Tupac song, “Heartz Of Men.”
George Queen, my fellow bulldog and hometown fella kindly brought that song to my attention once we began bonding better upon returning home here. Sam Jackson, another fellow Washingtonian bulldog and fellow radio broadcaster, did the late-night show smooth talking, but it was George who pointed out the soft tones of Tupac whispering ever so faintly “Suge shot me…” We all wondered in amazement at this cleverness. I could also recall having my fresh Howard and Georgetown sweatshirts when I first arrived there fresh and how my Georgetown hoodie didn’t make it back home with me. Anyway, that pretty much summarized how I was feeling as I began healing from that 2006 episode and living on my own in Montgomery County, finally.
There was no way around the fact that the retailers I had accumulated my gear with over the years were systematically not catering to my big and tall-sized market, essentially shutting down my tag-popping progress with the threat of regular prices.
So I’ve come to realize that it’s going to take a miracle! I haven’t exactly been able to crosscheck “marry rich” up off my bucket list just yet or won a sweepstakes, or the combo of the two of winning the heart of a hot rap chick or R&B honey just yet, so I’m giong to continue to shop around piece by piece! I put in my subscription to Vogue and Harper’s Bazaar so there’s hope! The good news is that I’ve recently discovered Amazon’s big and tall merchandise so it’s on…eventually.
