Day 256

Thanks to today's youth and the marketing that feeds them, words don't mean what they mean any more. For instance, 'long' is no longer a measurement of length, but rather a measurement of how tedious a task is perceived to be. 'Bare' traditionally meaning 'naked', or 'hardly any' has gone the other way and now means 'lots' or 'in excess of'.
And 'swag' which once upon a time was a generic term for the hoard successfully stolen by a burglar or pirate, today means, erm, a positive perception of one's own appearance, and is used by precisely everyone under the age of 30 on the Internet in the most heinous display of self-indulgence imaginable. It's entry in the online Urban Dictionary makes for harrowing/hilarious reading.

There is one man however, who represents the pure essence of swag. He is too swag for swag even. This man is so suave, so quintessentially French, that simply waking up each morning is swag enough for him. This man is former French president Jacques Chirac.

For Day 256 of my THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEEFIVE challenge I am wearing this brilliant T-shirt donated by first time donator Vincent of Monsieur Tshirt, which he sent all the way from swag capital, France.
It's the first time France has been represented in the blog and I'm sure you'd agree, they've not messed about in the least. When I pulled this Monsieur Tshirt design out of it's packaging last week I was in awe of how effective the Chirac parody is. It has truly and hilariously opened my eyes to the European and sophisticated alternative to exposed boxer shorts and SnapBacks (case and point, this American iPhone just autocorrected the camel-case of 'SnapBack').
Leisure suits and a casual mid-meeting lounges are indeed the tools of the trade for achieving ultimate swag.

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