It’s a redonkulously “nice” day here in New York, at least that is what everyone is saying on Twitter, since, being that I am more Morlock then Eloi, I prefer greatly the cold, damp catacombs of my Brooklyn basement apartment to the scalding and imposing rays of the sun.
But since it is a “nice” day, it is pertinent to talk about warm weather clothes, namely the chino, specifically the faded chino.
But I dare say that this fad doesn’t go far enough. Why stop at pastel chinos, when you can go with pastel jackets??
No parking, indeed.