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!
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.
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!