Reminds me of the flamer who ran the art museum at the University I attended. Lavender wallet. 'Nuf said?
I wouldn't have cared, except I worked at the museum for him part time, hanging displays, etc. We had great art in storage, some really exceptional pieces (Egyptian mummies, 17th century Japanese sword sets, Medieval triptych paintings, etc.). This museum director, though, told us that if it was from before Jackson Pollack, it wasn't really art. So it sat in the storage rooms, which were really nothing more than unpainted concrete crypts.