Embraceable

O.K. so apparently Cordouroy Goucho Pants are back in style and I am very, very afraid....

So, I'm talking to a buddy of mine last night and he opines that I ought not be too worried about getting old (for the record, I'm not at ALL worried) because despite my complete lack of patience for all things "insipid"/the fat gathering around the base of kneecaps/my quickness to defend indefensible positions simply because I feel like it -- I'm still "embraceable" and therefore worth something. I cannot say that I honestly know what that means or that he was speaking from the "soberist" of places but still and all, I think it was a compliment of sorts and so, I'll take it!