Summer’s been kind.
You’ve ascended to the High Order of the Smoked-Meat Arts. Gone into the rooftop-leisure record books. Experienced the delicate winds of a thousand exalted sundresses. You even invented the Summer Thursday.
You’re ready to move on to autumn. Just kidding, you wish summer would last forever.
But it won’t. So here’re some fall clothes to soften the blow.
Allow us to reintroduce you to Basco, a private label of manly indispensables designed in-house by the good folks at Barneys, available tomorrow.
So, fall. There’s pretty much just football, highly overrated leaf-changing and this to look forward to. It’s an understated collection of Italian-made cashmere bombers, two-toned cardigans, mustard V-necks, with a camel overcoat here and a polka-dot button-down there. Basically, the foundation pieces of your fall “wearing clothes” strategy.
The label was around back in the ’80s and ’90s. Then it wasn’t. Now it’s mostly the kind of stuff Cary Grant would have worn around the house on a Sunday. Subtle stuff that people will pass by initially, then look back and think, “Damn, that was a nice sweater.”
They’ve also delved boldly into the bag game, with a Tennessee-born oxblood-leather number that you will create reasons for using out of thin air.
Not unlike how you invented Summer Thursday.
You’ve ascended to the High Order of the Smoked-Meat Arts. Gone into the rooftop-leisure record books. Experienced the delicate winds of a thousand exalted sundresses. You even invented the Summer Thursday.
You’re ready to move on to autumn. Just kidding, you wish summer would last forever.
But it won’t. So here’re some fall clothes to soften the blow.
Allow us to reintroduce you to Basco, a private label of manly indispensables designed in-house by the good folks at Barneys, available tomorrow.
So, fall. There’s pretty much just football, highly overrated leaf-changing and this to look forward to. It’s an understated collection of Italian-made cashmere bombers, two-toned cardigans, mustard V-necks, with a camel overcoat here and a polka-dot button-down there. Basically, the foundation pieces of your fall “wearing clothes” strategy.
The label was around back in the ’80s and ’90s. Then it wasn’t. Now it’s mostly the kind of stuff Cary Grant would have worn around the house on a Sunday. Subtle stuff that people will pass by initially, then look back and think, “Damn, that was a nice sweater.”
They’ve also delved boldly into the bag game, with a Tennessee-born oxblood-leather number that you will create reasons for using out of thin air.
Not unlike how you invented Summer Thursday.
