All over the city, men are wearing
the exact same patterned shirt: gingham has taken over the world. This morning
as the subway was sliding into the 59th Street station I saw an ad
on the uptown platform for this patterned shirt. Is it a coincidence that
standing right in front of me was a man wearing the exact shirt (navy)? Standing
by the door was another man (purple) and seated right next to me, another
(orange)!
Layers of gingham: a gingham
rainbow!
I don’t get tired of these shirts.
There is something refreshing about them as they remind me of ice cream
sandwich wrappers from my childhood. My friend always had a box in her basement
freezer- next to the chocolate shell ice milk pops. When we peeled the
turquoise gingham wrapper off, bready bits of chocolate would attach itself to
the wrapper. While scraping it off with our teeth, chocolate always got wedged
in our fingernails. It ended up looking like dirt.
These are all purpose shirts:
casual or dressy. They always look fresh and crisp and any man wearing one
must feel happy.
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