Tuesday, October 2, 2007

R.E.D. Valentino Trench...

Add this to my "lust fund"... another item that I won't be getting... at least I don't really need this item. I mean, who needs a trench coat in Florida? Who wants one... that's a completely different question. A classic trench gone girly - the ruffle, the A-line bottom and the beautiful sash bow...

http://www.intermixonline.com/jump.jsp?itemID=21708&itemType=PRODUCT&path=1%2C2%2C4%2C25&iProductID=21708

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Pass

Red Valentino said...

It happened that I felt a bit discouraged as some daily shit weighed into my wheels and I wondered if I could trace myself on the net, only to be showered by a thousand hits of raving fashion. kodeshim.blogspot.com is the true Red Valentino signet.
It is important to explain what Red Valentino really means.

Red Valentino is what the wife of Moses said to him when she stood between the Holy Destroyer Angel and her husband - texts almost totally lost and massively impaired by swine translations - yeah, she was rivalling the sphere of urgency with the token of blood between her and Moses, namely, their child. She said 'you are my Blood Valentine' - in many translations you may find 'you are my bloody valentine' - and regardless of the theme of killing under license as an issue, 'bloody valentine' as a title, just as many bible tokens, were taken to fuel a head high zephyr of cunts and farts - not the enemy of fashion, but I hate any the use of Our Names in vain. As for the bloody valentines, well, the shit has hit the fan...and now the fans also.

Red Valentino said...

might have fallen a bit too harsh....lovely coat though...

see, i was in a store with my fiancee shopping for an engagement party and she was having these 'body' days, where she can't stand herself in anything. I am 31 year old rabbi and I do have these same 'body' days; I take it as an immediate sign that I have to refer back properly to my orthodoxy, otherwise, i find me mingling with the toxics, spending my money on new shoes, etc...
Yeah, I keep telling her never fall into a trick of mirrors, you should see yourself in the Eye of Your Beholder, meaning of course, YHVH, Elohim. As a man of faith, I realize that there are lots of precise sciences and distinctions I have to master and matriculate in so that I would stand at my bests. There were times when I wore a 500$ Kashmir coat and pyjama pants, reebok sports shoes, a thick knitted and braided wool sweater, a Guess fishermen hat and walked on late Saturday night in partying and raving rich suburb. I stood out quite tall and beautiful, in perfect season with the rains and the dusts within and without everyone...
hmmmmm....i also author of poems involving things as such;

'I have been fond of your body
In the apparel
I wouldn't say it is best to see you naked
When you dress so well'

God bless.