Let’s say that a major political party approaches you and asks you to run for President of the United States.
Flattering, but you probably decline.
A lot of men would. Even a quick glance through the diary reveals stuff that wouldn’t sound good on the 6 o’clock news.
It’s not that we’re bad guys, exactly. Life is complicated. Sometimes a man skips shaving. Other things, too.
For those occasions when you want to marshal all your resources, not just the bright shiny ones, I offer this suit.
Some people may think you look a bit dangerous, but that’s just the way it is.
Somewhere south of Tijuana, Humphrey Bogart wakes up in a hotel room with a splitting headache and a score to settle, reaches for this jacket hanging on the bedpost…
Matching Pigment-Dyed Pants (No. 4972). Fineline cotton twill with the same weathered, nuanced look as the Pigment-Dyed Jacket. Suspender buttons. Strong, blunt, unpleated. Imported.