tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457558912259052639.post7179121094181274190..comments2024-03-21T05:28:20.794-04:00Comments on The Leroy Lockhorn Appreciation Society: Where Have You Gone, Oleg Cassini?Mr. Beautifulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09012930715920907293noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457558912259052639.post-7031481450289590892009-11-23T19:41:53.087-04:002009-11-23T19:41:53.087-04:00Wings: Touching, yes. But I still sense some satis...<b>Wings:</b> Touching, yes. But I still sense some satisfaction on Loretta's part in dismissing Leroy's wardrobe. Maybe I'm jaded.Mr. Beautifulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09012930715920907293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457558912259052639.post-41936199636846593722009-11-23T13:58:51.046-04:002009-11-23T13:58:51.046-04:00I am in awe by the almost touching scene we are pr...I am in awe by the almost touching scene we are presented here. At least, touching by Lockhorn standards.<br /><br />Loretta is touching her husband's shoulder, in what would appear to be a comforting gesture. She feels bad he has to give up his tie-dyed shirts.<br /><br />Leroy isn't angry or seething, merely contemplating the loss of another part of his childhood, his adolescense, himself.<br /><br />I am... shocked.Wings1295https://www.blogger.com/profile/08045644215235749353noreply@blogger.com