And I shall name my first born Lee Hazelwood

As I was flipping (scrolling?) around on the internet today, through my favorite fashion blogs, I got to thinking about Lee Hazelwood. A drunk, a cowboy, a song-writer best know for his collaborations with Nancy Sinatra, and a man with one of the coolest names ever. An old friend and I developed an obsession with him several years ago. Something about his persona envelops everything cool. He dressed horribly and wonderfully at the same time. His songs are sort of creepy in a way, and his voice is like Johnny Cash meets Barry White. If I had a time machine I would definitely go back to the late 60's and track him down. The music isn't 100% fantastic but certain tracks are amazing. "Some Velvet Morning" for example deserves a second listening. It makes you want to put on a white cashmere suit and snake skin boots and ride a horse through the desert.