Marionberry pie

Suspiria 2018 tee

I’m wearing graphic tees less and less at work, which might be overdue, but saddens me a little. Turns out there are limits to wearing what you love when it comes to work. While I’m not a lawyer or banker, I do have to play the part I’ve earned. So I grudgingly reach for plain tees. I refuse to be one of those guys who spends $100 on a simple tee, though. That kind of investment makes no sense to me.

Johnson Leeathers chevron jacket
H&M knit hat

My love of pairing dusty pink with black leather dates back to the days of Banana Republic’s storied catalog at the turn of the century (I’m 80).

Sigh. Back when you could get a sharply cut leather jean jacket for $300. I like to think I look exactly like the model in the catalog - high cheekbones, hair tied back, caught unawares in my square-toed high boots.

Chanel Bombay Boy bag

The perfect bag for buying almond butter and a slice pie marionberry pie. While unavoidable and past the point of return, it kills me how the strap is scarred by the leather loop. Ah well, leather is meant to be abused.

Stubbs & Wootton mirrorball slippers

Pairing this with the Suspiria tee was a little mindless Carrie Bradshaw moment, but no harm no foul. Sometimes when the pant cuff is wide, the mirrorball itself is hidden from view and it looks more like speckled velvet. But then I start walking and bam - you see it’s a disco inferno and you realize I’m a homosexual.