The Paisley Fly

Fashion So Fly It Sticks To The Wall


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ALL THE PAISLEY. Well… almost all. Haven’t found the pants yet. Or the hat I suppose. Work in progress. But please, S and Mr. J, how can you say this ain’t fly? Oh, and my dear S, no punching on account of the paisley as I invoke Convention 15 of the Shadow Proclamation. Because paisley is cool.

ALL THE PAISLEY. Well… almost all. Haven’t found the pants yet. Or the hat I suppose. Work in progress. But please, S and Mr. J, how can you say this ain’t fly?

Oh, and my dear S, no punching on account of the paisley as I invoke Convention 15 of the Shadow Proclamation. Because paisley is cool.

Basically the best freak flag. Watch me fly it.

Basically the best freak flag. Watch me fly it.

The Game Is Afly

The Paisley Fly spontaneously generated after reading The Scot-torialist blog and realizing in a moment of epiphany that the paisley-bashing shenanigans of S and Dr. J could not continue uncontested. The Paisley Fly brazenly defies all Scot-torialist fashion sense in word and wardrobe. Not because The Paisley Fly thinks it has superior taste in clothing (though it might), but because The Paisley Fly simply has nothing better to do with its existence. It was this or a lifetime contemplating fuzzy wallpaper. So, dear S and Dr. J, The Paisley Fly invites you to bring it. The game is afoot, or rather it is afly.