My brother and I have this argument frequently.
I am, of course, pro-cape.
All the best people have capes.
He counters this by saying that only men wearing spandex wear capes. Which is only half true. He also holds to the The Incredibles theory that capes tend to end badly; cape snagged on a missile fin, sucked into a jet plane engine, caught in an express elevator, sucked into a vortex. You know, bad stuff.
However, I plan to prove him wrong with this list (and by list I mean 3 pictures and a bit of writing) that I have created of awesome people with capes, and why they're better than him. And everyone else. And I mean that in the nicest way.
Number one: Dracula.

Number two: Batman

Number three: Freddie Mercury.

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Now playing: Alesana - The Uninvited Thirteenth
2 comments:
I have long had the inner debate: capes vs. "no capes, dahling." I mean, what person in their right mind would disagree with Edith Head, costumer extraordinaire?
But... I love the way the cape flares when I turn. I can't help it. I'm a junkie for the dramatic flair!
"Freddie Mercury is better than you at everything."
Amen.
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