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This is a fun article, but I’d appreciate more detail in exactly how you interacted with these people you don’t know and who wear jeans that cost more than everything in my closet combined. I’d bet there are more than a few of us here who’ve found ourselves in somewhat similar situations who could use some pointers!
Elise seems like a good sport.
And DT cleans up (mostly) well, but the puddling of fabric at his ankles made my eyelids twitch. David, please get those pants tailored.
And get the sleeves taken up.
I DID get the sleeves taken up, and because it was expedited, it cost more than the Target suit jacket itself.
Alas… good thing nobody cares what I look like!
When I worked on a Ford engine production line in the late 1970s, dirty nails were the one thing I couldn’t stand. Scrubbing with any kind of brush couldn’t get them really clean, so I used to pare them back to the pink bit and keep them that way. I still can’t stand them to grow much more than about ½ mm before paring them back again.
On the other hand, the grime I could never get rid of was the sort of tide mark separating the skin on my palms from the skin on the back of my hands. That area is full of micro-cracks that are invisible normally but got stained by blackened oil and grease like a sort of shallow tattoo, which no amount of scrubbing could clean up.
A Target suit?
I get it.
I’ve bought and returned too many ties there.
If people I know would just stop dying or getting married I wouldn’t have to bother with these uncomfortable, archaic accoutrements.
Keep the receipt and warm up that iron.
Speaking of Trade-In-Tuesday…
(Looks at calendar)
It’s been a few Tuesdays. Looking forward to the next installment.
That suit looks fine to me. You went to an event full of people you don’t know and will likely never see again, so that’s a nice low-pressure introduction to your new Hollywood lifestyle. You can always step up to a Kohl’s suit in the future if the Target suit falls below your sophisticated tastes.
Can’t even notice it next to Elise’s black dress. Mr. Tracy, you are punching well above your weight class with your S.O. Keep bench pressing gas tanks.
You want to clean that gunk off quickly? Use LAVA soap. Works better that anything else.
And has since I was a kid 60 years ago…and no doubt longer.
Works great but then I can’t unlock my phone because I have no fingerprints!
You like like a (highly successful) producer. Well done, David.
Technically speaking, he IS a highly successful producer! (He gets my membership each month!)
Based on what I hear from people in the industry who live in LA, a fun game at LA parties could be to go around pretending to know people. Some of them have so many social connections there that they can’t remember a good chunk of the people they’ve met and spend quite a lot of time at parties pretending to know who they’re talking to. See how many you can convince that you’ve met before. 🙂
Mind you, I would never actually do that myself because it would involve holding conversations with people I don’t know and I’m pretty sure that was one of Dante’s circles of Hell. If not, it should have been.
That’s not a bad looking suit!
Target has suits? I’m surprised I don’t own one yet.
Two years ago I was forced to acquire a suit for a wedding, and managed to find one on Amazon for 100$. It was size LARGE. No separate jacket size, pant length, waist size, just LARGE. I gambled on it and it paid off.
In other news, sometimes you need to do some fish-out-of-water stuff. I find the contrast between Shower Spaghetti DT and Hollywood DT to be entertaining.
I understand why David was there. Because the event has CAR in it’s name, he was confused and wandered in.
Speaking of Trade In Tuesday….when are we getting more episodes of the Oscar-nominated program??
Wait, David’s still alive? He survived the RaptorRanger event? Hooray!
Also, Elise looks familiar, she looks just like one of the buttons on my phone.
From now on, everything you do is Für Elise. 🙂
Given that lots of people there had made interesting sartorial choices, what if you started wearing a set of posh driving gloves to such events?
They would cover your hands and would be tied, at least tangentially, to your profession. (Autopian branding optional) And being driving gloves they would likely be made of thin material so you would still be able to drive a knife and fork, manipulate finger food, and hold stemware.
PS Congratulations on the Oscar nomination! 😉
I’m glad you 2 are having fun!!
When one of my closest friends got married, we were summoned to his mother’s house the morning of the wedding where our hands were inspected for cleanliness and we were told in no uncertain terms that if we worked on cars between then and the afternoon wedding, she would kill us.
I’ve received the same lecture at both of my weddings ????
At my actual ( legal: not the show my wife put on for relatives) wedding, I did have greasy fingernails: had been up late the night before changing trans fluid & filter in the baby car I’d had to buy. Also barefoot, shorts, tie-tied tshirt—and I had a beer in my hand
Friend got married in northern Alberta, I was the only one in a suit including the wedding party but I probably still had dirt under my nails
Pressed black Wranglers are for weddings if you’re in the wedding party, funerals and the Pope
Watching old David continually collide with new David is such an amazing thing.
She looks happy. 🙂 Good job on the path to LA life.
I think Elise is a perfect name, elegant, refined, good on the curves, auto related and will leave you crying in the end.
I truly wish you best of luck and accolades. I know major life change is not easy and you really seem the better for it. I think Detroit was holding you back. Congratulations.
In my late 40’s I still wrench, but it is on my terms now, not the cars. I would not trade family.
Elise is a great name. Somehow, I’ve dated 4 women named Elise.
Just DO NOT joke about “adding lightness”
Well, you wore a black suit, so the oil stains at least color coordinated
The more important question that results in this is: what did Elise think of your dirty hands?
I’d say that she should know to expect it from David, but this is new Hollywood David, so it’s a good question.
Since I’ve assumed she bought her place in Santa Monica with profits made shorting stock in Rustoleum, Liquid Wrench and the like before it became known on Wall Street that David was moving to Los Angeles, I’m guessing she’s okay with it.
David, if you’re looking for a top, this may not be the best place to be searching.
But I am glad to see you taking in some sort of culture that isn’t car culture. Maybe you’ll even recognize some sort of popular media soon!
Surely Elise dropped that in there, as in “You need to stop, we’ll be late.”
An Oscar part most definitely is not the place to look for one, but he’s got a girlfriend anyway.