You’re going to go see Mayer Hawthorne. What do you wear?
If you answered a sweater vest, skinny tie and thick-rimmed glasses, you really should be in the band. Went to see the LA-based crooner last night. And rocked out. (Haven’t heard him? Have a listen here. And while you’re at it, send the link to your mom. She’ll like his retro sound too. I’d bet my ironic v-neck sweater on it.)
Wore stripes and plaids.
My homemade paint-splattered cut-off Levi’s.
And my new grey Converse All Stars.
Which were a gift from Converse. (Thank you guys! If I had half the talent of Mayer Hawthorne, I’d write you a love song.)