tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7633208.post1970383413195781172..comments2008-07-09T20:03:36.984+02:00Adminnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7633208.post-71868740283743216272008-07-09T20:03:00.000+02:002008-07-09T20:03:00.000+02:00Those languid, steamy, hot nights down at the gym. The rowing machine. The Gatorade on ice. Je me souviens.Charles Butlerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00486529931043507880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7633208.post-25591026182049599622008-07-08T14:59:00.000+02:002008-07-08T14:59:00.000+02:00Jim,<BR/><BR/>in unromantic terms, it does take the shine off the brand somewhat.<BR/><BR/>Course, once the Swiss (Swiss lingerie?!) bought the company that was probably the first signal something had fundamentally changed...<BR/><BR/>RRJH Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00276353486684443523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7633208.post-51400022399994916302008-07-08T13:52:00.000+02:002008-07-08T13:52:00.000+02:00Rawdon, you old romantic!Jim Donovanhttp://jimdonovan.net.nznoreply@blogger.com