I’m not in Florence right now watching Scott Sternberg present his Band of Outsiders show at Pitti Uomo which will no doubt be a roaring success, the event of the season, and the best thing that’s happened to menswear in a long, long time. I’m at Kuala Lumpur airport using free internet and waiting for my flight to take me to Charles de Gaulle for a six hour stopover before Easyjet shoots me to Milan. Consolation prize: I got to try on a whole bunch of Band of Outsiders This is not a polo shirt polo shirts at Surrender the other day, an experience that I found both covetous and immensely enjoyable.
Cast your mind back to the days of John McEnroe, and imagine for a second what it used to be like when he’d be invited to his sponsors’ offices to choose his season’s worth of on-court uniforms. I’d hazard a guess that these here polo shirts might have slotted in nicely on those racks, and that the Super Brat himself would have appreciated their slim fits, ultra-soft fabrics and price (they retail for $USD150).
There’s nothing like a little well-fitting sporty Americana to inspire a guy to break a few racquets in his pursuit to acquire them all.