Wore my Smokey green crepe wool 2005 MTM sport coat with a Brooks Brothers small ribbed merino wool mock neck in burgundy. Added a wool pocket square and my flannel grey trousers, Pantherella socks, 1982 Alden shell cordovan tassels and my green faced Borealis watch.

Took this before I hit back in the arm brace as I’m heading to the assessment phase of PT. It’s chilly, well 56, on the bayou today so it’s sweater time. The shirt, True Classic The pullover, Five Four (thrift win) The jeans, Daniel Cremieux The boots, Florsheim Chelsea, user tip, easy to get into with only one working arm The scent, Explorer Extreme Montblanc The watch, AVI-8 Tuskegee Airmen Tribute The hair, by me Make it a good day.

You don’t “deserve” crap. That word has destroyed more lives than any other. “I deserve a raise.” “I deserve great relationships.” “I deserve recognition.” The hell you do. The only thing you deserve is the life that your habits, actions, and standards have produced for you. Nothing more. "I deserve" is the most entitled crybaby phrase that exists. It's your version of seeking a reward by bypassing the work required. That reward will never come until the work does. If you want different... Become different. A great life is earned. Never deserved. ~ Andy Frisella