When I was in my teens, Lacoste shirts belonged on the same shelf as Sebago shoes, Millet jackets and Chipie jeans : only fils-à-papa snobs wore them. All the really cool kids wore black, and wouldn’t be caught dead with any of those brands.
But times change, and a white dog has appeared on the white polo shirts that once were the sole domain of a little green crocodile. I won’t wear them, though.
(via Brainstorm #9)