It’s a step in the direction of complete rebellion — white after Labor Day. Almost as rebellious as the time we went incognito around the city in long, blonde wigs, walking into Starbucks all like, “Oh my gourd, I just need a venti, soy, twenty percent foam, eighteen pump, pumpkin spice latte, steaming hot. Make sure it’s steaming. No, really, the skin at the top of my mouth better peel off.”
To subscribe to societal standards like not wearing white after labor day or not asking for more bread after the fifth basket, we don’t. We’ll wear white and we’ll have a sixth basket of bread.
A white henley, tucked into Levi’s 501 CTs, and a camel/ oatmeal sweater paired with white 501 CTs. It’s a good transition through the awkward month of September where it’s still stupid hot but everyone’s all like, “I love Fall because I just love jumping into piles of leaves,” wherein we immediately ponder, life must be really, really boring.
But, then, we really just want to jump into a pile of leaves now.
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