New York is HOT. Today it was like 100˚F out (it’s now 11pm, and it’s 83˚ outside). I’m used to 50˚-65˚F weather every single day in SF. This whole summer/fall/winter/spring weather thing was foreign to me, till now. So now I have a summer uniform. Every morning, I throw on one of two pairs of denim cut-offs, a tank, sunnies, and I’m done. Granted it’s not very exciting, but it’s functional on my bike, maximizes ventilation, and provides enough surface area for sweat evaporation without making me feel like I’m
a stripper too naked.
These jeans used to belong to B till I saved them from the Goodwill pile and chopped the legs off. There is a hole in the back pocket created from years of packing his “daily carry” knife, so I almost lost my current favorite lipbalm the other day. I’m
planning on stealing patiently waiting for B to get rid of another pair of jeans so I can stop wearing these everyday.
sunnies: f21 – tank: h&m – shorts: levis 501’s from b – bag: freitag – sandals: dv by dolce vita – watch: marc by marc