In case you think I am being pejorative in my fashion critique, I am not. Even though you could inadvertently be looking through a Ralph Lauren or Bean catalog that was 10 years old without knowing it and wishing you had that cable-knit on page 43, there is a certain freedom in knowing that you can go to your closet, pull out anything of any age, and be well dressed. In Miami, you wear something from 6 weeks ago and you don't get into a hot spot on South Beach. Here, a frayed collar, an impending hole in an elbow, or a pair of Bill's Khakis from the last century, and you are better than fine. In fact, even when you buy new, you try to get something that looks old, and pre-faded. There is lore about the best way to "age" your pants..."drag them behind your lobster boat for a few weeks" etc. Pre-sliced jeans are not fashionable here. Pre-faded Nantucket Red...now you're talkin'.
So as I look in my closet this morning, picking out what I plan to wear, I am letting Robert Graham stay at home, along with anything black, and will be wearing pinks and blues and tan chinos, a nautical flag belt, and my boat shoes. I am ready for anything. Bring it on.
And you match the Famiglets! What could be better than that! ;)
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