I know my last post, the one in which I openly admitted to liking a pair of sandals, was shocking and scandalous. But keep calm. This blog is still written by the man pictured above.
Brooks Brothers vintage 1980s university striped shirt, $14.99; J. Press club tie, $3.99; favorite Southwick blazer; below, Brooks Brothers khakis, navy surcingle belt, penny loafers and yellow socks (full coverage of the feet).
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2 comments:
Ah, good. You had me scared for a few moments. The ol' heart rate sped up markedly after reading yesterday's post. Two aspirin, a glass of something medicinal, and a lie-down were necessary. Good to see some equilibrium has been restored this morning. And hey, the weather is finally cool enough to dress decently and not suffer for it!
Best Regards,
Heinz-Ulrich von B.
Nah. It's the "go to hell" shoe. I like it. I won't buy a pair, but I am considering some huaraches after reading Glen O'Brien's recommendation, and they come pretty close to this.
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