I am a Polo Pirate.
There, I said it. They say admitting it is the first step. Who are we kidding? I have no intention of quitting!
I fell in love with the über-glam of Ralph Lauren Polo's take on the whole pirate motif a year or more ago. I didn't buy it then. Too gauche. Too new. Too "too". Instead I treated myself to a near-Polo Pirate item of a skull and cross-bone toiletries bag for travel.
Lyle did me one better and got me the Polo Pirate umbrella!
But I stopped. Taken too far and a minor obsession can become a fetish and suddenly you're known as the weird "Pirate guy" behind your back.
Then last Spring I found the Polo Pirate flip flops. On sale. I had to. Michael Guy threatened to make me walk the plank as he was having the same obsession in Chicago and we were starting to overlap. Pirate twins? No thank you.
Then I recently came into the possession of a 30% off coupon for Polo merchandise (including Rugby by Polo) and online purchases. I may have gotten carried away.
Go ahead. Take in a deep breath. Let it out while you slowly shake your head in disbelief. Who knew there was so much to be had! I found the treasure!
However I make this solemn vow to you now: I will never wear them all together. (seriously, flip flops with a bow tie in the rain? As if!)