Unbeknownst to most tropic-dwellers, a phenomenon called the Indian summer occurs in temperate countries, in autumn, wherein the temperature rises to nearly summer-like heat, usually after there had been a cold spell. Indian summer this year happened to fall right on fashion week, and though many a layer-lover was dismayed (or found himself rendering fat in tweeds and cashmeres), I did what any sensible island boy would do: shed layers. Inspired by the desert-like weather, I wore what I thought a fashion-kooky desert nomad would wear: sumptuous sand-colored suede shoes, white linen, and a waistcoat in a somewhat Arabic print--sans shirt.
Illesteva sunglasses, Ann Demeulemeester reversible vest, Old Hollywood pin, J. Crew linen pants, Desert Weaver shoes courtesy of Clarks
Clarks had sent over these Desert Weavers---what look to be a cross between the iconic Wallabees and Desert Boots, but with that distinctive hand-stitching all around the sides. They have been my absolute favorite shoes for the past few weeks. You know I love a beige suede shoe, and the chunky, almost creeper-like crepe sole makes these quite current.
Clarks Desert Weavers in camel suede
When it's hot outside, the wrist party stays home. Sometimes it's nice to make a statement with one special piece.
Dad's vintage yellow gold Rolex on chocolate brown alligator
photographs by Hudson Shively