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Smooth as Sateen

Getting a Walrus into a satin jumpsuit really is worth listening to Kenny G!

Well, almost. Myself, I just pop a pair of bionic frequency alterers in my ears whenever Mimsy takes the front of the stage. These make all Kenny G music sound like Motown, so I can stare at a walrus in a satin pantsuit and get my groove on. Oh what a wonderful world.

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Christmas is better in South Korea

As you would all be aware by now (being the fabulous fonts of Animal Haberdashery knowledge that you are), penguins like nothing better than to dress up for an occasion. For those of you who don’t believe me, refer to the show they put on for us on Phillip Island.

How better to celebrate the Christmas Season than to deck yourself in Christmas finery and waddle through the fake snowfields? Personally I cannot think of anything more festive.

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I am currently in negotiations with this pinniped prodigy to play backup for Kooky Winters at the Institute Nightery. We are close to striking a deal, he has agreed to wear a satin jumpsuit if I allow him to play one Kenny G solo a night. I think the only thing that would make me willing to listen to Kenny G is a walrus in a satin jumpsuit.

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Hey there fancy pants...

Flying Foxes as a species are generally ill-attired. If they are going to cover themselves at all, it is usually just with their own wings. It is this fact that makes Mr. Pedro Branislavski such a treat. While I generally disapprove of tuxedo t-shirts, Pedro wears his with such elan that he transforms gauche to gorgeous. And ladies, he’s still single!

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A whole basket of well-dressed goodness

The way I see it, dogs, like humans, have become increasingly sloppy with their dressing. What seems to pass as an outfit these days is essentially a blanket with some velcro. One only needs to look at the sublime specimen above to see how far the species as a whole has fallen.

Source www.lileks.com

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Pretty Woman

I am tickled pink to introduce you to the latest member of the board, one Miss Arugula Rothschild. Arugula literally fell into good fortune when she tumbled into the burrow of Tanzania’s wealthiest warthog. Hoping to keep his shoddy building practices out of the papers, the warthog settled out of court for nearly half of his giant fortune.

Arugula jumped on the chance to spruce up her wardrobe, quickly amassing the world’s largest collection of turtle-necked sweaters. Now she is bringing her fashion expertise to the Institute!

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Velvety Smooth


This season’s hottest look for rodentia? Head to toe velvet. And nothing gets your nose wriggling and your teeth growing like a finely tailored red velvet suit. Splendid.

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Asian Fusion

I am pleased as punch to bring you a sneak preview of Bjorn Flugelhorn’s new ready-to-wear line, Bjorn. Flugelhorn uses a playful mixture of Japanese silks and “made in china” tchotchkes to create outfits that provoke so much thought one gets confused just looking at them.

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This dog is a pack o' Kools

Who doesn’t love a dog in uniform? I like Cody because he is a prime example of how to dress for success. Before he donned this snazzy polo and name badge, Cody’s days consisted of lying around in his own filth, snacking on beef jerky and trying to muster up the energy to go for a walk. Now look at him! A full-time job, and a full-time boost of self-esteem.

Read more about Cody here

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The Divine Miss M, with The Divine Mr's B and P

Did I ever tell you you’re my hero?
You’re everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
’cause you are the wind beneath my wings,
’cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

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With Your Host Polonius H. Probiscus The Seventeenth

May your fancies be tickled and your livers be pickled!

Write Polonius delicious love letters at instituteofanimalhaberdashery
@gmail.com

Fantasticness

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