When Fourth of July rolls around, suddenly I’m so over black.
Forget edge. I want the sartorial equivalent of a sandy Cape Cod beach: preppy cottons in red, white and blue, sweaters for gathering around the bonfire at night on the beach, heritage brands, checks and stripes and plaids, and anything else that says, “Oh this? I found it in the upstairs closet at our shore house.” You know, the kind of stuff that would work at a barbecue or yacht club, the beach or the lake house. (Or a Brooklyn roof, whatever.)
You with me? Good. I’ve managed to dig up a whole bunch of gems that are not only aesthetically perfect for singing the National Anthem, they’re also made in America, and are so perfectly classic, you’ll be able to wear them until you have grandkids sitting on your shoulders for the fireworks.
Oh! And scroll on down to find handsome duds for your man, too.