Superfly + The Big Lebowski = Vega$!

I was in LV last week for a conference at which some people paid money to sit around and listen to me talk. More interestingly, however - I brought you some pictures of fashion, Vegas Style!

There seem to be two, seemingly opposite, components to the basic Vegas fashion calculation:
#1 Superfly

Bernini clearly caters to your inner (or outer) gangsta. Matching silk shirts and (short!) ties, fur-trimmed car coats and man minks (which I was told I could not take pictures of because “There are security cameras, and the owner doesn’t like it when we let people take pictures. A lot of people ask this question.” Buddy - you get asked this question because regular humans cannot believe that you are selling these coats to anyone. These were on display in a regular mall, people - right beside the Nikelodeon store). So I took a picture from outside and ran away. Sadly, it didn’t work out, so you’ll have to use your imagination.

#2 The Big Lebowski
This is Danny - and Danny has style. A style all his own.

Note the lightweight cotton pants paired with the authentic Hawaiian shirt and black vintage 80’s parachute jacket with patterned shoulders. Combine that with winged, beach-bum, bleached blonde, highly pampered hair and you have what I call “The Big Lebowski Does Vegas”. Danny definitely has something going on - and given the abhorrent preponderance of baggy athletic shorts and worn-out grey t-shirts in the casinos, American men everywhere could do worse than emulating Danny’s laid-back style; at least he looks like he’s trying.

Finally, in an update to a previous post in which I broke up with designer Marc Jacobs because of his crap knitwear, here’s a picture of his store in the Forum Shopping Arcade:

You’ll be pleased to know, Dear Readers, that I remained resolute and walked on by, unlike the rest of these suckers. Take that, Marc Jacobs!