The absence of fog. Warm, coatless nights. Bare shoulders galore.
It’s been worth the wait.
But even the hottest Indian summer has to come to an end.
And when that happens, you’ll want to be prepared.
Here to help in your wool-wearing endeavors: Onassis, the first SF outpost of the dapper New York–based menswear shop, now open in the Westfield.
What you’ve got here is a woodsy sanctuary of handsomeness, bedecked with found objects like vintage radios and empty gin bottles. And this sanctuary just happens to be located in... a mall. (It’s okay, trust us. Or trust the hideaway in the back—it’s got vintage chairs, a 50-inch flat-screen and, if you ask nicely... maybe a little something to drink.)
These guys specialize in solid American outdoorsy/Ivy League-y stuff: rugbys and plaid shirts that beg you to wear them while watching the Niners game this weekend. A three-piece English-wool suit fit for one-upping everyone at a fall wedding. Jeans and corduroys for... situations that require pants.
We’ll assume you have a couple of those coming up.
It’s been worth the wait.
But even the hottest Indian summer has to come to an end.
And when that happens, you’ll want to be prepared.
Here to help in your wool-wearing endeavors: Onassis, the first SF outpost of the dapper New York–based menswear shop, now open in the Westfield.
What you’ve got here is a woodsy sanctuary of handsomeness, bedecked with found objects like vintage radios and empty gin bottles. And this sanctuary just happens to be located in... a mall. (It’s okay, trust us. Or trust the hideaway in the back—it’s got vintage chairs, a 50-inch flat-screen and, if you ask nicely... maybe a little something to drink.)
These guys specialize in solid American outdoorsy/Ivy League-y stuff: rugbys and plaid shirts that beg you to wear them while watching the Niners game this weekend. A three-piece English-wool suit fit for one-upping everyone at a fall wedding. Jeans and corduroys for... situations that require pants.
We’ll assume you have a couple of those coming up.
