I've Been Loving You Too Long
“Nice racing stripes,” scoffed a newly made acquaintance, pointing to the selvedge on the cuff of my Left Field jeans. Little did this asshole know about my recent struggle to get these slubby beauties: The shop sent me the wrong tracking number; my mailman misdelivered the package then retired the following week; and the postmaster claimed it was most likely stolen off of my...
A Carolina Jubilee
When I get to wear a bow tie I feel somewhere between dignified and smugly debonair, a refreshing change for an under-appreciated graduate student who tries his best to keep his style humble in this dull southern town that is quick to label any adornment as ostentatious. As you can guess, bows are rarely seen in these parts—not helped by the ritual of our rivals donning them for...
Mama, You Been on My Mind
In two weeks I will be leaving for Bonnaroo and one of the essential items for my pale ass is going to be a hat. Now, I am certainly not a hat guy and therefore do not own any, but since I need one for practical reasons I might as well get something that has the potential to look good — even if only hanging from a hook on my wall after I am reminded by a fellow ‘roo attendee that...
The Girlfriend Shirt
If you get one for yours, then I might steal her from you. With that being said, you should probably get her one.
Kind of Blue
After copping a pair of Mark McNairy dirty bucks at the beginning of this month, I resolved not to buy anymore shoes this summer — with the lone exception of sometime replacing my beat-to-hell-and-twice-as-stinky boat shoes. I am trying to stay strong but these beautiful blue suede bucks/PTB from Mark McNairy and Alden are calling my name from a faraway place, a place where frugality is a...