You again.
Dat Thom Browne.
Thom Browne $$$ignature Cardigan.
Yeah like if I just pulled 500USD out of my ass.
Thom Browne for Pitti Immagine Uomo
At the start of the presentation—more a one-act play, really—a model in one of Browne’s trademark gray flannel suits entered the room, walked up the desk at the front, hung his cropped tan overcoat and fitted gray blazer on a coat rack, set his black leather briefcase on the desk, put on a short gray cashmere cardigan, and sat down to work. He then struck a bell on the desk, and immediately, forty models marched out, each wearing the same trademark gray suit and the same cropped overcoat and carrying the same black leather briefcase. In unison, they hung up their coats and jackets and sat down at their desks. After another strike of the bell, and they began typing on the antique typewriters on their desks. (It would be interesting to see what they actually typed.) After a while, four models in gray suits—short pants this time—enterered, picked up the typewritten sheets off each desk, and delivered them to the model seated at the desk up front. Another strike of the bell marked lunch. With grave simultaneity, each model opened his briefcase, produced an apple and a sandwich from a Ziplock bag, and began to eat.
