Our newest collection has us spending fluorescent-lit days dreaming of champagne-fueled nights.
The hors d’oeuvre are served on silver trays, jazz plays softly from across the lawn, and fireflies spangle the evening sky. The hems are short, and the shaves are clean. That’s right, men—NO SCRUFF!
When we snap out of our daydreams, there tends to be a little extra shuffle in our step…
These came out just as I finished reading Gatsby and returned from Cali. To get or not to get? They’d be my next free pair but I can’t wait to see what comes next…..