Well, duh! Carson Kressley, of course. And what to my wondering (note: not wandering) eye should appear? No, not Regis Philbin, but our own tweeked out Queer. Lord, child. I got up this morning ready to renew my commitment to diet, exercise, and moderately clean living, and WHAM! Regis is taking the day off, and…
Finding me
Summer is a time for regrouping at ThreadBear—this year more so than most. In general (that’s my qualifier, folks; this doesn’t hold true in every shop), summer is a time of slower local traffic as folks head out to their cabins or lake houses, gramma’s for a week or two, into their gardens, or wherever…