Inspired by the cute bag boy at Hipster Trader Joe’s, Papa Art asked me to find him “some new dungarees.” Clearly, this will be a challenge.
First I sidekicked Mr. Jordan Seth Silver (you know, the guy who styled Jesse McCartney), to assess Papa Art’s dire fashion sense and butt-sagging jeans. He twisted his suspenders like a stethescope, worried. “Earnest Sewn, stat!” he declared to the taxi. Sirens blared – a true fashion emergency.
The shock of well-fit denim was a bit much for him…
But in the end, even the cute salesgirl agreed we had done a very good deed for Baby Boomer style. Thank you, Earnest Sewn, for making Papa Art look less like Woody Allen… Now if only my mother would wear some Zaldy…
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