Dan Robertson knows how to dress. There is no outfit that is half ass. There are only tens in his book. He takes the subway not because he has to, but because it is a more efficient way to get around NYC.
As he waits for the train, he knows I'm watching and therefor he strikes a pose: right leg straight, left leg cocked at 10:00, messenger bag perfectly situated below the hip, arms holding a Starbucks coffee. Damn he's good. And it wasn't the crazy fur coat that caught my eye. Instead it was his swagger on the platform. This mutha' fucker owns NYC, and he knows it.
Check out the shoes. Keep your pimp hand strong Dan.
Charlie Nobody over here wishes he was Dapper Dan. Notice how Dan keeps his distance.
Dan makes me want to slap somebody. I know this blog is about shoes but sometimes you can't deny the power of a Power Dresser. Some people from Staten Island really know how to put it down.
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