Hawley describes her style as: "Gussied-up grandma. I like to wear plaid skirts, knee highs and tucked-in shirts (I almost always button the top button on button-down shirts) with old lady accessories ("Hopalong Cassidy" ring, my grandma's pearls, diamond earrings, a gaudy gold bracelet, etc.)" And as for her fashion influences: "Anna Karina's plaid skirts in "Band of Outsiders," Gena Rowlands' large sunglasses in "Opening Night," Katharine Hepburn's trousers, and French Yé-yé girls."
Richard: "Okay, did this woman really just reference Godard and Cassavetes in the same sentence? I think I'd like to get together and discuss some Bertolucci, perhaps while reenacting certain moments from Last Tango in Paris, if you catch my meaning."
Chip: "I don't, at all. But I'm fascinated by her comment about how she'd like to see "more bars with TVs so I can easily watch my sports programs." This chick needs to get out of Henry's once in awhile. Even the TapRoom has a TV, for goodness' sake, where she can watch her sporting contests."
Hawley's Style Scout photo is fantastic (click to enlarge). Let's take a look, followed by commentary from some of the LC's new characters.
Honorable Reverend H: "I find her carefully-cultivated schoolgirl look disturbing, a little disturbing."
Captain Chanute: "I find her carefully-cultivated schoolgirl look gives me a boner the size of southeast Kansas."
For a brief time, Dempseys Burger Stand was home not only to pompous sandwiches ("I'll have the Tuscan Goat Burger with duck-fat fries, please!") but also to weekly bluegrass nights. Sadly, the ASCAP (American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers) threatened to fine the venue due to performances of copyrighted material at these open-mic affairs (Dempsey's is an unlicensed venue for live music, it seems).
Cl.thier: "Is this what happened to my monthly gigs at the Yacht Club?"
Luckily, the Granada has agreed to play host to a monthly bluegrass jam (Mudstomp Mondays), so you can still hear plenty covers of John Hartford's "Steam-powered aeroplane" in town (but not while eating a goatburger).
Today's Lawrence.com offers the full scoop along with an excellent picture of local jammer Dave Barnhill. Surely you've met him many times at the Replay's Sunday evening shows:
Our good friend Dr. C. is back in action lately at his blog, Stately Pleasure Domes. Check him out here:
His newest entry offers a look at "naughty librarian" fantasies that will certainly be of interest to many of our LC-readers. Here's an excerpt, in which the transition from the academic to the 'low-brow' makes Chip giggle:
"The naughty librarian, by virtue of beginning as a symbol of the proper, unreachable, and asexual that is then corrupted into a lusty voluptuary, reenacts this essential fantasy. Consider, for example, the beginning of Horny Licking Librarian...".
Dr. C, we miss you at Quinton's and are using your link to download a copy of Horny Licking Librarian as we speak!