Smells Like ’77: Sneak Peek
I’m not angry at you, sweethearts. Ignore the face, the sun was beaming directly into my eyeballs.
I have homewhack to attend to and thus cannot post an extensive thesis on the new shape of denim right now, but here is a sneak peek of a photo that comes with the post, which will run later today. You have my word. While yes, you cannot see what style jeans I’m wearing, I will tell you they are called the Kikis and any avid J Brand wearer will know what that means. If you’re not, however, an avid wearer, just sit back, relax, and enjoy the feathered vest over my shoulders because I think we can agree, I am so marabou chic.
As you can see, this photo–among others–was taken outside, before I went jogging for Glaucoma. So to those of you who ask: would you ever wear these outfits outside the confines of your home? The answer is yes. And not only do I wear them, I jog in them.
Now onto the questions portion of this teaser: is it just me or has New York been looking an awful lot like 1977 lately?