Friday, July 9, 2010
Hot general action.
I need to confess right off the bat that I have a thing for uniforms and always have. It's cliche, I know, but there's something about all those buttons that beg to be undone one at a time. Something about the stiffness and formality that needs...mussing. So expect to see quite a few dashing dead guys in uniform around here.
The first time I appreciated General McClellan's beauty was while watching a Ken Burns documentary. Of course. I sat up straight and even blurted out how handsome he was, to which my history buff geek husband began to laugh and say, "McCLELLAN? He wasn't that great of a general, though!" Oh Mr. Husband Man. I don't care about that. Look at those EYES. That thick hair and serious look. Hey....is that a...soul patch? In the 1860s? I think it is. Rowr. C'mere George. Let me loosen that...neck thing and fix you a drink.