The Stylish Vegan

Vegan Nation, The Stylish One is doing everything in my power to correct this situation. Until the hideous hellions under the guise of veganism flee from the oncoming onslaught about to be bestowed upon them from your hero, I’m restricted to quick hitting entries.

In case you didn’t see Guy’s comment on yesterday’s invaluable post, please revisit and join him on his most noble of missions – freedom for TSV! A long time reader of TSV, Mr. Guy is not only organizing the fight to bring these pages back to the important status they deserve, he is also, ready?, a carnie! Yes, indeed, a carnie of the nth degree – ribs and all! So I ask you, VegHeads, if a lifelong meat muncher can throw his energy into supporting The Stylish Vegan, shouldn’t you? Thanks, Guy, you’re a prince! Albeit one who eats nice little animals, but a prince nonetheless.

Ok, rumor has it, that it’s summertime! And what a better time than a quick refresher on your fab vegan martini. Quiz: below you see two photos that TSV stole from Mr. Internet. Notice the difference? No, not the cigar, smartass, it’s the number of olives.

Veganistos, one has three delicious olvies and one has two. One is absolutely wrong, the other, oh so perfectly correct. So….? Damn you kids are so intellectually blessed. You are 100% right, the odd number of olives is the proper and, may I remind you, only true way to serve the drink.

If for any reason, you think that either of these contains vodka rather than gin, than the olive count is the least of your worries. Only a fool would call a drink made with vodka a martini. And TSV knows, you are no dummy.

Ok, Vegan Nation, let TSV finish his martini that is gracing my presence and ruminate further on the revenge that is floating so wonderfully through my stylishly bald head. Have a great eve – especially you, Guy, you spare rib, baby back-devouring, vegan-at-heart, crusader!

The Stylish Vegan regrets that I have not been able to write as often as I had in the past few months. However, my life outside of the world of animal-friendly style, has been challenging in several ways. But I am here to say, Vegan Nation, TSV is back, I’m well, all is fine, we shall move forward!

It is TSV’s desire, no duty, to continue to bring the finest in non-slaughterhouse men’s fashion to these pages. The Stylish One is here for all of your sartorial questions and concerns, so keep the emails coming and let’s spread this immensely important message to the carnivorous, leather-wearing, fur-loving world – in a very slim fitting, lightweight, summer cotton suit, that is!

Talk soon!

Feliz Ano Nuevo, Vegan Nation! Let’s make this the most stylin’ vegan year on record. The Stylish Vegan will continue to do my part, now you all must do yours. More posts, more fashion tips, more advice, more everything, veganistos.

You in? Hell, yeah!!

See you soon.

Yes, Vegan Nation, the holidays are upon us and if nothing else, it means lots ‘o parties. What began last night runs through January 1st for a total of twelve days. (I guess that’s really only eleven but what’s a day here or there?) So having just returned from a month of travel sporting a nasty cold, the question arises, “Is The Stylish Vegan up for this task?” Oh, silly reader, of course! Did you expect anything else?

Last night consisted of bars, food and more bars for the holiday kickoff with friends. Fun times, especially when the conversation turned to the global warming. And, veganistos, you are all well aware of TSV’s stance on that comedic farce. We all know a good argument about hot button issues makes for a splendid evening and this was no exception.

Tonight, it’s off to a cocktail party and more bars with our dear friends. Sure a present may be exchanged here or there but what makes TSV’s friends so special around this pagan holiday is the total lack of any religiousity. God knows nothing ruins a party like, well, God. So we’ll have none of that.

Monday will bring the shindig to the Compound. It’s bound to be sensational. Some surprises will be forthcoming from this get together, so tune in next week for details.

It’s no surprise, vegheads, that The Stylish Vegan looooooves parties for two very important reasons. First, its great to hang with fab friends and second, it’s dress up time! The best vegan wardrobe will be making an apparence throughout these twelve (11) days. No doubt about it, TSV is going to be sharper than a push pin for the duration.

Alright, there’s libations calling my name. Kids, it’s time to embark. I’ll certainly keep you informed as the parties progress. These are going to be a great dozen (11) days!

Once again, VegNews darling, ecorazzi.com makes it into The VegNews Frivolous Celeb of the Day portion of our site.

And, once again, ecorazzi has decided to feature asshole Gordon Ramsay as a fine upstanding, lovable human being.  This man hates vegetarians, we’ve been over that several times on this site. But that doesn’t seem to faze our witty little green celeb rumor site from featuring this moron often. Again I ask, what the fuck were those people at VegNews thinking by praising this rag of cyberspace??

The Stylish Vegan has plans for the eve, a wonderful cabaret show with Mrs. Stylish Vegan and our dear friends Mark and Stephen. So, unfortunately, vegan nation, I have no time to write. But we have a special guest in the vegan house tonight, TMZ, with their special feature, very dear to TSV’s glorious heart, “Celebs Who Claim They’re Green but Guzzle Gas“. You just gotta love that. Quickly, here’s the line up of hypocrites: (Of course many are the usual suspects that certain mags and eco gossip websites tend to endorse with love)

Alright, at least Leo’s trying, somewhat. The other gang of losers – they got money, they got looks, they got private planes to gulp down the fuel. But at least they all have the wonderful Priusi, written about fondly on these very pages.

Have a fabutastic weekend veganistos!!!

Here’s a little upbeat devilish vid from The Stylish Vegan to tide you over until later.

Now that’s what I call fun!

That’s right, vegan nation, The Stylish Vegan is a bit beaten, or should I say, beat’in? Whatever, I’m tired, so instead of TSV’s interpretation of the segundo commandment de GQ, I’ll just leave a sooooothing video from our palees at MacBeth Shoes.
So, have a fabulistic night and I promise (72% promise keeping rate these days, thank you very much) #2 is on it’s way. You guys are so cute when you’re disappointed!

I know you’ve all been concerned and I really appreciate all the get well letters and flowers sent to the room. Truly, it brings tears to my eyes. (Long pause……) Ok, I’m, sniff, I’ve regained my composure. The coma, thank God (I did find God in all of this) only lasted four days but it could have been a lot worse. A whole lot worse. It was bad enough that the nurse was feeding foie gras through the tube but the blended veal was wickedly awful. Poor, poor Stylish Vegan.

Alright, so I’m lying. There was no coma, no mushy meat iv’s, it’s all a poor excuse for not keeping my promise to the legions of veganistas out there of writing about the latest in faux leather fashion. Mrs. Stylish Vegan and myself had a string of glorious days of boarding the dearest of our carnivore friends, Ms. Pearl, Might-O and Cousin Stevie. All flesh ingestors. You see, dear veganites, I hadn’t seen Ms. Pearl in years and Cousin Stevie, let’s just say it’s been way too long. There was food to be made, drinks to be slurped and cards to be played – for money of course.

So I apologize for letting you all down. Especially Frankie in Hoboken whose emergency request for an animal-friendly outfit to wear to Uncle Louie’s funeral went unanswered. And for Harold who wrote twice requesting an alternative for his wool yamika, again, you have my deepest, deepest apologies.

Ok. There you have it. While all of you were in various states of hysteria, I was caring for carnivores and drinking vast amounts of alcohol. It won’t happen again. I will continue to nurture your seeds of vegan fashion whether in Miami, Italy, France or Detroit (huh?). Back on track tomorrow kids with all of the warmth and charm you’ve come to expect from your very Stylish Vegan.  I’m sorry.