Bloody fool! A sneak preview of a smart Mahendra, and then he disappears. And then we get Joanne Joseph. I used to like Joanne, particularly before her new haircut. But let's hear what AT has to say about Ms. Joseph:
I am giving up on Joanne. Again a t-shirt under a formal jacket. Does she think she is in Miami Vice? And cramming that necklace into that small neckline? Bad hair. Looks like 'n opgepofde hoender.
Mahendra was spotted last night. What a sharp-looking image he cut in his black jacket, white shirt and deep red tie. Am my eyes deceiving me or did I notice a slightly more modest knot in that tie?
My own bloggocism of course wants me to believe that the Mahendra might be checking in here (who hasn't googled themselves, ey?), and perhaps one should be more supportive of his attempts at moderating his style - if a slightly modest knot is evidence of such. But Mahendra might be alarmed to learn that ties are going in a completely opposite direction: the stringy bit is making a comeback, according to a piece at IOL.
I am alarmed. Give us modest ties, not spectacles veering from too wide to a piece of string!
An unconfirmed Reuters report stated that Mahendra, the MAN, was spotted in the French Corner. He does apparently like his literature, collar undone and no tie in sight. Is this the relaxing Mahendra far away from the public, we all wonder?
[Posted by an anonymous watcher - ed.]
There will be no Mahendra watching this weekend, starting today, as I whisk myself off to the French country-side for some eating and drinking, with moments of hobnobbing thrown in. If there are any avid Mahendra-watchers out there, feel free to post a comment on his dress an' ting whenever and wherever you may spot him. If the comment-post satisfies editorial policy (!), it will be placed as a post proper.
Good night and good luck.
I am afraid that I was off somewhere last night, eating and drinking with fellow watcher AT. So there was no television watching, and hence no Mahendra spotting.
This morning is all a bit of a rush, with Cat Power growling in the background and a mist over the bay. But what do you care? Or I, for that matter? We must stay focussed on our quest: Mahendra.
And I guess the occasional comment about others' sartorial slip-ups.
... especially without Mahendra, the elusive little caracal. And Tsepiso Makwetla, his stand-in, is utterly boring in an off-white gee-up kinda jacket that makes me shiver. It's all so summery, a theme she continues with a white and purple striped shirt underneath that reminds me of sailors. Shiver me timbers. Is it summer up in Gauteng?
That is right! What better way to empower fellow citizens? Make it all interactive, so that the reader feels that they have some hands on the whole thing an' ting. Now, as soon as you see a colour mentioned here, you can rush over here and see what the colour is like.
I know there are some younger, hip coders out there who are probably thinking: "Why not just get a tv feed into the machine and give us screen captures?"
Dude, screen captures are so Web 2.0. And this is now! This is how we empower the nation: click here, click there, read a bit, compare, contrast, open a new tab, etcetera. The reader... I mean, the user then learns hands-on, instead of just passively looking at a visual. Passivity is the death of the nation.
Now, if only Plascon would make their site more intuitive...If anyone out there figures out where to find all their colours on one page, instead of arranged by different types of paints...
(And a wave to Jackson, WY, home of the Crabmommy and, literally, a square state)
would this blog have been called Clark's Larks? A national pioneer, one who perhaps set the pattern for Mahendra's mishaps, is Clark McKay. Older South Africans might remember him from Springbok Radio. Look at those ties - certainly made for radio.
Now who would have thought that Mahendra's Ties would branch out into cultural anthropology, unearthing ur-trends in celebrity fashions?
URL:
Mahendra!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here's AT on tonight's spotting: "Oh no. That Pick'n'Pay's Choice Mixed-berry fruit juice shirt is not his colour. Makes him look pallid. Hate his tie. It's a disgrace."
Dis grys, I say. Aloemenum.
That's that plummy shirt with that aluminium jacket. Silver shivers... it's the first noticed repeat performance by the Raghunath! I'm sure I missed many, but this is one not difficult to spot.
BTW, one for the statisticians and egos: Readers or bots from as far afield as Modesto and LA, CA, as well as Babson Park (?welcome, I guess?), yes, that's Babson Park, FLA, have pondered Mahendra's fashion felonies. In London too, a reader-bot looks in on Mahendra's fashion faux pas. Durban has a bot or two as well.
David Bullard, alas, has not signed on.
