




My dry cleaner managed to ruin my printed Endovanera tee, which made me sad. But then I called up Mitch, the designer, and he was as confused as I was (the tag reads “Dry clean only”), so he offered to send me a few tees and a button-down to make up for my loss. Now that’s what I call service.
In the last few weeks, I’ve found myself in button downs day in and out and it’s sort of become my uniform de rigeur. It’s also been a while since I wore my Endovanera jacket (despite what my chictopia blog might say), so I dusted it off and decided to do a little personal advertising the boys down on Front Street.
The shirt’s actually a tux shirt but instead of the usual pleated bib, it’s made out of a stiff waffle knit (but it seems woven? I dunno) that gives it a good shot of texture. And did I mention that it’s black? Because it’s black.

Chic! Love it! :D