tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21652753324232491012024-03-13T13:42:13.782-04:00The Urban Gent | Mens Fashion and Grooming| Lifestyle BlogThe original Urban Gentleman website is www.theurbangent.com. This site features pictures only, not as many articles. Be Inspired, get Inspired by The Urban Gentleman- Photo Gallery.The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-91526110755349146032010-10-26T10:12:00.003-04:002010-10-26T10:18:00.032-04:00To Make Payment.<form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"><br /><input value="_s-xclick" name="cmd" type="hidden"><span style="font-size:130%;">Click on this button (<span style="font-weight: bold;">button below</span>):</span><br /><input value="1382976" name="hosted_button_id" type="hidden"><br /><input alt="" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_donateCC_LG.gif" name="submit" type="image" border="0"><br /><img alt="" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" border="0" height="1" width="1" /><br /></form>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-26617192255149188152009-09-05T00:26:00.008-04:002009-12-24T19:14:21.615-05:00Walk Like a Man.(Walk Like a Man by. Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons was posted, but was removed when the audio provider began showing ads)<br />
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(ooooweeeeooooo)<br />
Walk like a man<br />
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Oh how you tried to cut me down to size<br />
Telling dirty lies to my friends<br />
But my own father said give her up don't bother<br />
The world isn't coming to an end<br />
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(he said it) Walk like a man<br />
Talk like a man<br />
Walk like a man my son<br />
No woman's worth<br />
Crawling on the earth<br />
So walk like a man my son<br />
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(ooooweeeeooooo)<br />
(walk walk walk)<br />
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Good-bye baby I dont mean maybe<br />
I'm gonna get along somehow<br />
Soon you'll be cryin on account of all your lyin<br />
Oh yeah just look who's laughing now<br />
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(I'm gonna) walk like a man<br />
Fast as I can<br />
Walk like a man from you<br />
I'll tell the world forget about it girl<br />
And walk like a man from you <br />
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(ooooweeeeooooo...)<br />
(walk walk walk...)<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.morethings.com/music/frankie_valli_four_seasons/frankie-valli-big-girls-steve-allen-show-2-14-1963-109.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.morethings.com/music/frankie_valli_four_seasons/frankie-valli-big-girls-steve-allen-show-2-14-1963-109.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 361px; width: 523px;" /></a><br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons</span><br />
</div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-12202279057125082432009-09-03T12:35:00.001-04:002009-09-03T13:00:06.972-04:00NOTEBOOK DOODLES.<div style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 529px; height: 384px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/25611_h500.jpg" /><br /><br /><img style="width: 533px; height: 388px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/25618_h500.jpg" /><br /><br /><img style="width: 561px; height: 413px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/25625_h500.jpg" /><br /><br /><img style="width: 608px; height: 462px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/481_h500.jpg" /><br /><br /><img src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/517_h500.jpg" /><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.mikeperrystudio.com/">Mike Perry.</a><br /><br /></span>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-30734333398254943662009-09-03T10:24:00.000-04:002009-09-03T10:24:00.326-04:00When I see ART, I see COLORS.<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/B9S2X7B3W9Q4W4O8M8O674417.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><a href="http://www.nopattern.com/nopattern/">Chuck Anderson</a></span><br /><br /><img style="width: 533px; height: 709px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/N4F6K3M7J4D8J8B4Y3B213371.jpg" /><br /><br /><img style="width: 532px; height: 816px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/K4D5I2K6H3B8H7Y3W3Y125931.jpg" /><br /><br /><img style="width: 528px; height: 528px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/O5G6L3O7K4E9L8C4A4C24536.jpg" /><br /><br /><img style="width: 529px; height: 742px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/P5H7N4P8M5F9M9E4C4D3162749.jpg" /><br /><br /><img style="width: 536px; height: 724px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/N5G6L3N7K4D9K8C4A4B214579.jpg" /><br /><br /><img src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/J3C5H2J6G3A7G7X2V2W9162554.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><img style="width: 547px; height: 705px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/L4E6J2L7I4C8I8A3X3A1162456.jpg" /><br /><br />Effigy 49. Lupe Fiasco Food and Liquor. No Patterns. Light for Drowing. Mountain Dew- Green Label Art<br /></div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-69576590909592792012009-09-02T10:36:00.000-04:002009-09-02T10:36:00.093-04:00No Matter What I Do...Or how hard I try,<br />I just can't. forget. <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">You.</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 430px; height: 679px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/6289_593313642802_26101397_34728776.jpg" /></div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-20091809653958779492009-09-01T10:30:00.001-04:002009-09-01T10:42:46.317-04:00Fossil Photos<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(In combination with T<a href="http://theurbangent.blogspot.com/2009/09/fossilized-in-time-our-favorite-fossil.html">he Urban Gent's Fossil Watch article</a>)</span><br /></span></div><br />In celebration of their 25th anniversary<a href="http://theurbangent.blogspot.com/2009/09/fossilized-in-time-our-favorite-fossil.html"> Fossil</a> is having a Vintage Revival Photo Contest, here's two of my favorite pictures:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/163_entry.jpg" /><br /><br />vote for this photo<a href="http://registration.fossil.com/us/vintagerevival2009/vote_detail.php?image=163"> here.</a><br /><img src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/249_entry.jpg" /><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;">vote for this photo <a href="http://registration.fossil.com/us/vintagerevival2009/vote_detail.php?image=249">here.</a></div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-80619381053912495032009-08-31T21:28:00.001-04:002009-08-31T21:29:35.072-04:00This is Life.<div style="text-align: center;">Frank Sinatra. I've Got You've Under My Skin.<br /></div><br /><br /><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHLC-EimdAc&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHLC-EimdAc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"></embed></object>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-68110498054962496232009-08-21T12:36:00.005-04:002009-08-21T13:00:26.716-04:00Blast from the Past: 80s Movie Art<div style="text-align: center;">I'm pretty much obsessed with 80s movies.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I think its because I'm an 80s baby, who knows.<br />I love watching them on weekdays in the middle of the day<br />when there's nothing pressing to do<br />-OR-<br />on Friday or Saturday nights with my bfs<br />while eating take-out and talking about life.<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">1985. Back to the Future.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.drewstruzan.com/illustrated/documents/img/gm0807021549439505.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 542px; height: 542px;" src="http://www.drewstruzan.com/illustrated/documents/img/gm0807021549439505.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0807021549437702.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 556px; height: 276px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0807021549437702.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">1988. Coming to America.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0902141728587659.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 523px; height: 814px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0902141728587659.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">1985. Better off Dead.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0812071052174789.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 718px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0812071052174789.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">1980. Fame.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0808291704087720.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 505px; height: 655px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0808291704087720.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />1989. Harlem Nights.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0902151107156012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 761px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0902151107156012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div>1984. Police Academy.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0809241534047808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 397px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/gl0809241534047808.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Drew Struzman</span><br /><a href="http://www.drewstruzan.com/">http://www.drewstruzan.com</a>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-43865651275014209742009-08-10T12:22:00.000-04:002009-08-10T12:43:35.182-04:00Artculture. Pharrell.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img40.imageshack.us/img40/8940/pharrell.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 516px;" src="http://img40.imageshack.us/img40/8940/pharrell.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/8537/pharrell3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 560px;" src="http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/8537/pharrell3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/5202/pharrell2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 566px;" src="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/5202/pharrell2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Pharrell in Artculture Magazine.<br /></div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-60042162843935260262009-08-06T23:37:00.005-04:002009-08-06T23:50:25.919-04:00colorful eclectic. SIXEART<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/sixeart_04_dyt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 547px; height: 544px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/sixeart_04_dyt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.sixeart.net/" target="_blank">www.sixeart.net</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/sixeart_06-600x962.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 821px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/sixeart_06-600x962.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">en english:<br /></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sixeart is a multidimensional artist who expresses by his colourful works a unique universe through different artforms.</span> Sixeart started his artistic trajectory in the World of graffiti in the late 80s. In the beginning he was simply tagging the streets of Barcelona, which led him to develop his own personal graffiti style. In the mid 90s he started experimenting with sculpture and painting until in the year 98 he felt the need to have his own Studio. Having his Studio he has been able to establish himself as a plastic artist.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.sixeart.net/" target="_blank"><br /></a></p><p style="text-align: justify;">His paintings are divided in three series:</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">Bad children with fringe<br />Circuits<br />Mutating Animals</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">Sixeart expresses through his childlike style, his experiences of the urban landscape, the city’s melancholy, his preoccupations regarding the evolution and its consequences, the genetic manipulation- the romanticism for the world that’s left behind, the images lost in the passage of the time…</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">He is influenced by the urban landscape, his city Barcelona and its social popular culture, the first Spanish painters that he has been admiring since he was a little boy and the mother nature.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;">All the rest at <a href="http://www.sixeart.net/" target="_blank">www.sixeart.net</a></p><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">via<span style="font-size:78%;"> <a href="http://fabrikproject.com.mx/v3/2009/08/06/sixeart/">fabrikproject</a></span></span>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-72735600773336433482009-07-30T10:37:00.000-04:002009-07-30T10:37:00.864-04:00thanks.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://donttouchmymoleskine.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/expect.jpg?w=426&h=426"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 426px;" src="http://donttouchmymoleskine.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/expect.jpg?w=426&h=426" alt="" border="0" /></a>fffoundThe Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-84146848700977414682009-07-29T10:31:00.001-04:002009-07-29T10:31:00.237-04:00you just do you, imma do me...<span style="font-size:180%;">"Be yourself, everyone else is already taken"<br /><br /></span>-Oscar WildeThe Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-26975571583415595592009-07-28T21:38:00.014-04:002009-07-29T14:07:26.547-04:00american conversations: but, im a product of my environmenti ran across this conversation on one of my friends fb pages... and had to repost it- unedited. *<span style="font-style: italic;">names have been changed to protect identities (lol).</span><br /><br />andre initially asks the following question (via his status update):<br /><h3 style="text-align: justify;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"><span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">If I'm a product of my environment and my subsequent conditioned behavior unconstructively contributes to society, which then directly effects my environment... where and how does the cycle end??</span></h3><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />melody: </span>the chicken came before the egg<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">anisha</span>: when you make the conscious effort to end it.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">andre:</span> So what's the origin of the conception of the chicken? Is society to blame or am I as an individual to blame for my contributions?<br /><br />If you've always only known how to write with your right hand, how quickly and to what level of efficiency can you learn to write with your left?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">franchesca:</span> depends on how much u really wanna learn to write with ya left hand...<br />the cycle ends when YOU decide to let it end...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">amerie:</span> I agree that it is a matter of the amount of determination that the individual has to change. Doesn't the saying go, so a man thinketh so is he..<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">andre:</span> What if an individuals attempts to reform and break from their environment's cycle are in vein, as the recipient(s) of the reformation have also been conditioned by society? Although their conditioning may be slightly altered, the recipients then act as entities of society that force the motion of the cycle.<br /><br />So if you have two groups within an environment that have both been conditioned and are increasingly consumed by an opportunistic cycle with each passing day and experience, unknowingly implementing that learned knowledge to antagonize the progression of breaking both cycles AND the single cycle that is thus created... where or how does the cycle end??<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">franchesca</span>: the individuals attempts will be in vein ONLY if he gives up and decides not to pursue the desired end. IT still would be the recipients choice 2 ACT as he has been conditioned by his society. Maybe the recipient needs to change the society he's finds himself in then.<br /><br />again both individuals must decide n want to break the cycle<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">amerie:</span> I still think that it is an individuals choice. Even for those on the receiving end. If each person makes a conscious decision to live by a certain code of ethic, then even the altered conditioning of society won't take over. You have to deny yourself daily to be become who you are suppose to be.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">kenya</span>: I was once a believer that we as "Americans" have the same opportunities to achieve at the same magnitude of our peers if we were determined to do so. I can say that I feel as though I fully used the resources that were given to me to my advantage to become a young college graduate working for a fortune 10 company. Does that mean I was more <span class="text_exposed_hide"></span><span class="text_exposed_show">determined than the next man; or that I had the knowledge and guidance from those around me, to know the resources I had at my finger tips, and how to use them. Sometimes it’s not the lack of determination of a person that keeps them trapped, but the unawareness and the ignorance around them that keeps them there.</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show"></span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show"><span style="font-weight: bold;">andre:</span> </span>A single individual cannot break the complete cycle that effects their environment, the individual can only attempt to change themselves. Furthermore, a single individual can change the environment they're in but cannot change the society of which they exist. If their society directly effects their environment then the new environment will only be <span class="text_exposed_show">a deviation of the original. </span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show"></span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show">Could it be that there is no correct answer, our minds were not created to fathom the intricacy of the synopsis, or that complete reformation is simply too late for our society?</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show"></span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nicole:</span> </span>Indeed a single individual cannot alone break the cycle. Instead, it will only change as a result of a combined effort of many in the society. Let us not forget, though, that society is made up of individuals and institutions. If many individuals decide they want to change the cycle (and actually make efforts toward that goal *KEY*), then, and only then, will they be able to also change the institutions that construct the societal norms.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">andre</span>: I agree completely. My only fear is that our society is no longer cohesive enough to make such a change as a unit. This misfortune leaves individuals who comprise the society to ask questions such as the one originally presented. I suppose the only true <span style="font-weight: bold;">resolution is the unity of actively reformed individuals from each of the two groups</span>. However, <span style="font-weight: bold;">the reformation must be continuous within each individual</span>, otherwise they will once again fall victim to the cycle. Tsk tsk<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;" id="text_expose_id_4a6fa9d513b095f61318699" class="comment_actual_text"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">nicole</span>: agreed. Enjoyed this conversation... Great thoughts.</div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">_____________________<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">what i enjoyed most about the conversation was the fact that each individual knew exactly what the true nature of the discussion was... they knew who, or what group they were specifically conferring, but conversed in such a way that would not make one who was, let's say, not within the (knowing) group become defensive-- which would in turn takeaway from the progression that is clearly trying to be made... furthermore, this is a perfect example of "our" daily conversations, we, americans, are still fighting to break an "institution" a conditioning that has been so deeply ingrained within our culture, fighting a mindset that was strategically placed there for centuries upon centuries by... well, by our oppressors. . . and now some ex-oppressors and some of the lineage of the oppressed perpetuate behaviors that do our country, our world, a disservice...<br /><br />we must change one by one... <span style="font-weight: bold;">discuss. ask questions. and diversify yourself as a being.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-71444558186406531272009-07-23T12:14:00.002-04:002009-07-23T12:18:45.589-04:00Unforgettable- Nat King Cole<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8tRTZIx298&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8tRTZIx298&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Nat King Cole Show 1957<br /><br />Unforgettable, thats what you are<br />Unforgettable though near or far<br />Like a song of love that clings to me<br />How the thought of you does things to me<br />Never before has someone been more<br /><br />Unforgettable in every way<br />And forever more, thats how youll stay<br />Thats why, darling, its incredible<br />That someone so unforgettable<br />Thinks that I am unforgettable tooThe Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-13569808529741377892009-07-23T12:12:00.000-04:002009-07-23T12:14:14.158-04:00my computer's sicksorry for the lack of posts everyone... my computer is in the shop- going on two weeks so its not as easy to post (sad face), but i should be getting it back soon, so fret not :-)The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-13521084963764826962009-07-09T19:12:00.003-04:002009-07-09T19:15:38.887-04:00All Hail the King.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/Michael-Jacksons-auction--001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 500px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/Michael-Jacksons-auction--001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />via <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">www.guardian.co.uk/</span>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-91315371992509910062009-07-09T19:09:00.005-04:002009-07-11T04:18:51.055-04:00I dare you, I double dare you to...<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span class="sqq"><span style="font-size:180%;">“In a world filled with hate, we must still <span style="font-size:+0;">dare to </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">hope</span>. In a world filled with anger, we must still<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"> </span><span style="font-size:+0;">dare to </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">comfort</span>. In a world filled with despair, we must still <span style="font-size:+0;">dare to</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"> dream</span>. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">believe</span>.”<br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="font-size:100%;">Michael Jackson</span></span></span></span> </div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-25685960844911453092009-07-09T19:01:00.005-04:002009-07-09T19:06:08.988-04:00Moonwalker.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/Michael-Jacksons-auction--005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 500px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/Michael-Jacksons-auction--005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" ><br />A robotic Michael Jackson head featured at the climax of his 1988 film Moonwalker, when he transforms into a robot and defeats Joe Pesci's evil character, Mr Big. Guide</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">(via http://www.guardian.co.uk</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">)</span>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-48314433072042721652009-07-09T18:56:00.000-04:002009-07-09T18:57:50.176-04:00Shake It.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://7.media.tumblr.com/eoavz6qIXo4lvd4niGn1ZbTBo1_400.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://7.media.tumblr.com/eoavz6qIXo4lvd4niGn1ZbTBo1_400.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">via ffffound.com</span>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-49235846072814568352009-07-08T19:33:00.002-04:002009-07-08T20:04:23.672-04:00Billie Holiday: Yankee Doodle Never Went To Town<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ax6Olew90rs&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ax6Olew90rs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-27729150201901030582009-07-08T16:21:00.010-04:002009-07-08T20:02:27.459-04:00The Dandy: Self-made, Well-dressed, Well-mannered, and Traditional or Flamboyant.<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/277px-BrummellDighton1805.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 599px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/277px-BrummellDighton1805.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;">Dandy.</span> When I hear that word a slew of things come to mind, a few of them being: the phrase "well, isn't that just dandy", the image of a flamboyantly dressed gentleman somewhere in Europe, the childhood song "Yankee Doodle", the book "Great Gatsby", and a few stylish men- one being Fonzworth Bentley.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Though I've learned about dandies here and there throughout life, I've never just sat down and researched dandies and dandyism myself. So, I decided to, and this is what I found...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(pictured left, the first dandy George Brummel)<br /><br /></span></span>According to Webster:<br /></div><dl style="text-align: justify;"><dt class="hwrd">Main Entry:<span class="variant"><sup> 1</sup>dan·dy</span> </dt><dt class="pron">Pronunciation:<span class="pronchars"> \<span class="unicode">ˈ</span>dan-dē\</span></dt><dt class="pron">Function:<em> noun</em></dt><dt class="pron">Inflected Form(s):<em> plural</em> <span class="variant">dandies</span></dt><dt class="ety"><br /></dt></dl><dl style="text-align: justify;"><dt class="ety">Etymology: probably short for <em>jack-a-dandy,</em> from <em><sup>1</sup>jack</em> + <em>a</em> (of) + <em>dandy</em> (origin unknown)</dt><dt class="date">Date: circa 1780</dt><dt class="date"><span class="sense_label start">1</span> <span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> a man who gives exaggerated attention to personal appearance</span> </dt><dt class="date"><span class="sense_label start">2</span> <span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> something excellent in its class</span></dt></dl><div style="text-align: justify;">So basically, a dandy is indeed a well-dressed man. To go further he is, "a man who places, particular importance or physical appearance, refined language, and leisurely hobbies." The history of the dandy is rather interesting, being that he's often defined in several ways:<br /><br />1. a self-made person, who rejected bourgeois values, adapting a carefree, indolent lifestyle while emulating aristocracy<br /><br />2. a person of middle class background, who imitated aristocratic style<br /></div><br />-or simply-<br /><br />3. a refined, elegant man<br /><br />I find that, historically, most dandies were either very wealthy or middle class. The wealthy ones would dress extravagantly and were either <a href="http://urbangent.blogspot.com/2009/06/define-flaneur-gentleman-stroller-of.html">flanuers</a>- men who wanted to quintessentially experience life and observe beauty and art -OR- men who played many games (billiards, hunting, etc), lived at the cafes, dined at the inns, and were seemingly idle. The middle class dandies were often men who were innately stylish, causing them to be fawned over by the aristocrats, and their elegance and style made them extremely influential in their societies.<br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br />A famous dandy, Baudelaire, commented that the dandies had <span style="font-style: italic;">"no profession other than elegance...no other status but that of cultivating the idea of beauty in their own persons....The dandy must aspire to be sublime without interruption; he must live and sleep before a mirror."</span></span><br /><div class="defs"> </div><br /></div>So elegance is his job? Hmmm... let's have a closer look into "dandyism".<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(excerpt from thedandy.org)</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">"Dandyism was born "officially" in the early 1800's. At this time there was a lot of change going on politically [the French had recently made their king a bit shorter- by a head], and socially as England was quickly surpassing France as the major cultural influence in Europe and America. What happened in short was this. A young man whose name was <span style="font-weight: bold;">George Bryan Brummel</span>, the son of a undersecretary made friends with the Prince Regent, and became one of the most influential, and even powerful men in the nation, not by his birthright, or education, or military prowess, or scholastic accomplishment...but by being well dressed.</div><p style="text-align: justify;">George made quite an impression on English society, and caused many powerful people to abandon their gaudy Baroque-ish outfits and adopt Mr. Brummel's clean, elegant, simple toned manner of dressing. <span style="font-weight: bold;">George Brummel's perfection of style gained him access to the highest of English society: the Dandy was born.</span> The Dandy was a gentleman first, any other title HAD to come second. The fact that he was of noble blood of any rank, whose job had traditionally been to dress well as a sign of social standing, could be an obstacle to being a Dandy if he relied on his title, and not his style. Thus any gentleman through a command of the dress and manners of good society, could gain access to the social influence of the aristocracy. Thus, an aristocrat could only be a Dandy if his pride was his appearance and manners, not this title. Nor could a nobleman of any rank be a Dandy if he dropped in his title in conversation in order to impress, or took more pride in his heritage than his style. If ever he relied on his title, he lost his Dandyhood. This new standard had a dramatic effect on the English landscape, and wasn't long before heading across the channel to France. We'll stop with the history, and explain a bit more about the characteristics.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">A Dandy pursed elegance, it was his ultimate and unique goal. </span> Everything he did was designed to make his social presentation more elegant, thus great care had to be taken not to appear too extravagant in his dress, and of course never slovenly. A Dandy was also not a man who wares flamboyant clothing. His outfits are designed to please and add elegance and swagger to his presentation; not make him stand out a mile away, so Oscar Wilde was NOT a Dandy- in the strict definition of the term. </p><p style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/oscar_wilde1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 470px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/oscar_wilde1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oscar Wilde </span>is not a traditional dandy</span><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;">This trend of using elegant dress to influence people, while not being a novel one, nevertheless was an important one, because as there were Macaronis, Hell rakes, Fops, and other sorts of fancy figures in the history of Europe and America, they never were able to cross that line into real social power unless they had been born there. The Dandy was the first. This meant that as the 19th Century progressed, it was not a narrow aristocracy of birth that ran society, but a collection of well dressed, well mannered gentlemen who all obeyed the same set of rules, and for whom- any of whom, regardless of birth, to break the rules of etiquette, meant banishment form society. Influence and power was based around being well bred, not of noble birth... [The] Dandy is a man whose pursuit of elegance, in matters of dress, manners, and speech gains him a respect that nothing else can give. "<br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;">So flamboyant doesn't define a dandy at all, not the original dandy anyway. Using one's style and speech to achieve social status... that's an everyday thing in this century, though many fail with their pedestrian attempts. But still, this isn't far-fetched... there are a ton of phrases that emulate this way of thinking, "Dress for the job you want" "Dress for success". There are many versions of those phrases, and I'd have to agree with them all for the most part. Your appearance is important, they say people make their first impression within three-seven seconds of meeting a person. It sorta sux that people judge so quickly, but that's life... and three to seven seconds isn't enough time to carry out an intellectual conversation, but if you look good then you're off to a nice start. ( this is random, but Will Smith's movie,<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0108149/"> Six Degrees of Seperation</a> comes to mind)<br /><br />Okay, so we've covered the definition, history, and modern adaptions of dandy philosophy, now I think it's appropriate to figure out who the modern day dandies are.<br /><br />Alright, so I did a well-rounded <a href="http://theurbangent.blogspot.com/search?q=best+dressed&updated-max=2008-07-31T21%3A51%3A00-04%3A00&max-results=20">best-dressed list</a> back in June 2008 that included- Kanye West, George Clooney, Brad Pitt, David Beckham, Pharrell Williams, Andre Benjamin, Fonzworth Bentley, Johnny Depp, etc. And I think all of these guys could possibly be dandies, depending on the definition given. But obviously everyone can't be a dandy... here's my dandy check-list:<br /><br />A dandy must:<br /><br />1. place importance on being well-dressed<br />2. be well-mannered and elegant in speech and living -OR- be flamboyant in his "acts" of elegance.<br /><br />I think there are <span style="font-weight: bold;">two types of dandies</span>: the traditional dandy and flamboyant dandy or maybe I should say the <span style="font-weight: bold;">intrinsic dandy</span> and the <span style="font-weight: bold;">extrinsic dandy</span>. I find that many people these days are moreso extrinsically dandy than intrinsically dandy, either one is okay, but I have a preference for those who are intrinsically dandy.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/fonzworth-bentley.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/fonzworth-bentley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fonzworth Bentley</span> is indeed a dandy</span><br /><br /></div>Okay, so if I had to categorize the gents of today, then who would be what... well from the best-dressed list two guys instantly stand out- Kanye and Fonzworth. These are the main two guys from the list that I feel places great importance on being very well-dressed, and from those two I'd have to say <a href="http://theurbangent.blogspot.com/search/label/fonzworth%20bentley">Fonzworth Bentley</a> is the intrinsic dandy, while <a href="http://theurbangent.blogspot.com/search/label/kanye%20west">Kanye West </a>is an extrinsic dandy. Mr.Bentley doesn't over do it, he doesn't wear "loud clothing" or proclaims himself best-dressed, atleast I don't think he does. And he, much like George Brummel and other traditional dandies, wasn't born into an elite family, but rather found favor with the wealthy elite because of his style and mannerisms. Bentley was a maître d<b>'</b> at a New York restaurant and was "discovered" by Diddy... the rest of the story you know. Mr. West on the other hand, though I love his style, he can often go overboard and places Too much emphasis on designer labels, when that is Not what style is about. The perfect example of the two types would be Kanye's emphasis <a href="http://theurbangent.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-is-kanyes-crew.html">trip to Paris earlier this yea</a><a href="http://theurbangent.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-is-kanyes-crew.html">r</a>...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/kanyewestentourage1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 561px; height: 346px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/kanyewestentourage1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I honestly think it's hard to place celebrities in one of the dandy categories because many of them dress nice, ONLY because of their fame. It's hard to figure out who just has "it" and would still have "it" if they were working a regular 9-5. For that reason, I feel photographers, writers, artist and such are better people to give such a title too. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Scott Schuman</span>, the Sartorialist himself, is a given traditional dandy to me... he observes people, beauty, style and (from what I can tell) is an intrinsically elegant man. I'm sure many of you have atleast one person in mind that could be either of the two types of dandies....<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/400px-the_sartorialist_scott_schuma.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/400px-the_sartorialist_scott_schuma.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >Scott the Sartorialist</span><br /><br /></div>It's easier for me to group celebrities of the past as dandies... Fred Astaire is often categorized as a dandy, I think the Rat Pack (Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis, Jr., Dean Martin, Joey Bishop, Peter Lawford) were dandies of their time, I'd have to be candid and say a good amount people of color in entertainment in the 50s, 60s, were intrinsic dandies- being extremely elegant was the only way many of them would even be given the opportunity to entertain despite their musical genuis (so Nat King Cole, Duke Ellington, etc etc).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/rat-pack.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 569px; height: 487px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/rat-pack.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a>Rat Pack<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/nat-king-cole-nat-king-cole-300864_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/nat-king-cole-nat-king-cole-300864_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Nat King Cole<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/astaire_-full.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 514px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/astaire_-full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Fred Astaire<br /></div><br />Perhaps in a decade or so we'll look back and call Michael Jackson a sort of dandy- who knows... I think dandyism is still very much in play today, it's just a little harder to point out. <span style="font-size:130%;">Who would you all consider a (modern) dandy?</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/andrebenjamin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 527px; height: 530px;" src="http://i702.photobucket.com/albums/ww30/theurbangent/andrebenjamin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Andre Benjamin.</span>.. I'd call him a southern dandy</span></span><br /><br /></div></div>sources: <a href="http://www.mtholyoke.edu/courses/rschwart/hist255-s01/boheme/dandyism.html">mytholoke.com</a>, <a href="http://www.thedandy.org/whatisdandyism%3F">thedandy.org</a>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-34250210583949506442009-07-03T10:53:00.002-04:002009-07-03T10:55:40.469-04:00Just Live.<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="line-height: 37px;" class="style_1">"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the one’s you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. </span></span><span style="line-height: 37px;" class="style_1"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Explore. Dream. Discover.”</span></span><br /></div> <p class="paragraph_style"><span style="line-height: 37px;" class="style_1">- Mark Twain</span></p>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-15573687003864955322009-07-03T10:07:00.000-04:002009-07-03T10:08:25.764-04:00Look Good, Dress Well<div class="quote"> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span class="words">“Looking good and dressing well is a necessity. Having a purpose in life is not.”</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span> <span class="source"><i>Oscar Wilde.</i></span> </div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-65959448294266255942009-07-03T09:51:00.001-04:002009-07-03T09:52:46.107-04:00Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers, “Why Do Fools Fall in Love”<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q96ylFiQK_I&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q96ylFiQK_I&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2165275332423249101.post-24072418994095816932009-07-03T09:24:00.003-04:002009-07-03T09:30:00.925-04:00Love at first sight.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i706.photobucket.com/albums/ww68/jturbangent/1958_BMW_507_Roadster_Series_IIclas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 543px; height: 361px;" src="http://i706.photobucket.com/albums/ww68/jturbangent/1958_BMW_507_Roadster_Series_IIclas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="post-labels"> </span> <div class="post hentry"> <a style="font-weight: bold;" name="6169262695899635789"></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">1958 BMW 507 Roadster Series II</span>.<br /><br /></div>The Urban Gentleman Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04364326415123081162noreply@blogger.com0