So a couple of months ago, right around when I started writing this column, Zach, a friend of mine, asked me to take him shopping. Specifically, he wanted casual wear, including going-out clothes.
Now, I generally hate the idea of going-out or “club” wear as it reminds me of college (not in a good way!) and the Jersey Shore. After you reach a certain age, fitted tees with sexually suggestive puns are so not appropriate. Well-tailored casual wear is all you really need to hit the bars/clubs.
But I love shopping and love giving advice even more, so I suggested (well, actually insisted) to Zach that we go that afternoon!
Of course, this being DC., everyone (including yours truly) is over-scheduled and booked for weeks. So we finally found a day that worked for both of us: last Saturday.
Zach’s already a pretty snazzy dresser; he has a conservative and understated style, which I dig.
We just needed to push the boundaries a bit with his fashion choices; not to completely reinvent the wheel, mind you, but to accentuate what’s already there.