Chinatown—the town, not the movie—is an endless source of inspiration for us all. The pulse! The excitement! The overcrowding! Not to mention the total assault on all five senses simultaneously…Chinatown is where real living happens!
As of today we’ve lived in a total of five cities; three major, two minor. And what do all these cities have in common? Chinatown is what they have in common. Light-pollution and overpopulation, Chinese people seem to have reached every corner of the globe and set up shop, giving us all so much in return. Thanks to our friends from the Far East we enjoy dumplings, mass-produced clothing, and a work ethic that keeps the West on our toes.
So in return Fussie and I trundled deep into the heart of Chinatown for this post. And by deep, we mean as close to home as possible before Fuss had a panic attack. E. Henry Street, for those who know the area.
For my look I wanted to honor the people of Chinatown, so I went to Pearl River on Broadway to get my Kung Fu pants and “2016 Year of the Monkey” t-shirt. My wool blazer is from Jaeger of London and my umbrella was a gift from the good people at MCM, which is Korean not Chinese (FYI). My sneakers are from Prada, and my sunglasses are from Polo Ralph Lauren. Fuss chose to wear his red suede shearling, embracing the post’s theme whilst also keeping his naked self warm.
The Internet says that the year of the monkey mean, “Occupying the 9th position on the Chinese Zodiac, the Monkey possesses such character traits as curiosity, mischievousness, and cleverness. Forever playful, Monkeys are the masters of practical jokes. Even though their intentions are always good, this desire to be a prankster has a tendency to create ill will and hurt feelings.”
好奇心杀死猫 (Curiosity killed the cat!) Which is terrible communist advice, be curious!