Keeping Cool Covertly
No Bleeding. No Patches. No Bandwagon.
It's been hot in NYC. I'm not saying it's Georgia hot - which is the most miserable kind of heat known to man. Thick, sticking and humid. But it's hot here. Like standing in front of a pizza oven hot. It takes a real man to put on a tie and suit in this weather. And it takes a smart man.
While everybody and his brother (not so smart) are all "kicking it" in patch madras blazers, shirts, pants and shorts, the covert cool are hiding out in solid madras. This stuff is whisper thin. Like wearing a leaf. It breathes and looks grown up with a poplin or tan mohair suit. Best of all - - No one will know you're wearing madras. Give those mean old men at J. Press a call. They'll kit you up and keep you cool.