things i've noticed about myself recently.
1) i am old.
a night "out" no longer requires any of the following items:
velvet catsuits. riding boots. masks. eyeliner.
(just ask tim. i am not kidding.)
2) los angeles is making me dress up MORE.
perhaps it's that you can walk into any restaurant in jeans and a tee here
that makes the landis want to pile on the fur.
it's dinner out, you slobs.
not a screening of a seth rogan film.
3) i gave up trying to define my style
in the same way i gave up trying to describe myself.
like all good things in life,
experiencing it is better than talking about it.
(rick owens tee. lanvin cardigan/wrap. diesel pants. bottega loafers. gray sable scarf.)
(burberry prorsum blazer, h&m turtleneck, mochi silk twill khakis, grenson navy patent wingtips)
wait. gets better.
2/3 of the items. 70% off.
i AM aware of "these troubled times".
eat it, pessimists. you CAN buy happiness.