They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but I’d need a thousand just to describe the carefully disheveled cap placement. I’d need another grand just to describe the positioning of the cranks or front skewer or downtube shifters. I’d be another mille mot in the hole to discuss the fit of the jersey or the white socks and black shoes.
All those words and still I wouldn’t have touched the way he’s holding his bike with his forearm. This is the Casually Deliberate masterclass. Full stop.
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I always wear a watch! I get a real kick out of it when someone says, "Oh god, what time is it? I can't find my phone." Someone created this magical thing...it's called a wristwatch!
The only reason I'd considering swapping out my $12 Casio is because The Prophet wears a leather-banded analog one. I do have my letter winner watch from college, got a leather band and all, kind of like the nerd's equivalent of a letterman jacket.
@Buck Rogers
I agree 100% - I'm terribly ranidaphobic, but I deal with it because I love the film.
casually deliberate indeed!
@Ron
Amen! I love a real watch. Can't exactly say how many I have though . . . When people cry out "what time is it?" By the time someone has fished out their smartphone from a pocket or purse, I've already told them what time it is.