Bonobos

Dear Bonobos:

As a husky, formerly very athletic father of five (vintage 10 to 21 years), and with a very attractive and fashion forward wife, I have asked the impossible of pants: to be comfortable and durable (for me) and fashionable (for her, so as not to embarrass the missus at her fashion related fundraising events). I usually hit the Washington, DC default button for high style which is jeans and a blue blazer, but my introduction to the Bonobos portfolio has broadened my fashion horizons considerably since they first rocked my world this past Summer in Nantucket.

Case in point, we were in need of a vacation from a vacation to recover from an ill-advised family trip to Disney World over Christmas and New Year’s (24-7 Disney Hell ensued as I didn’t get the memo that the whole world would be there!). The missus and I decided an emergency parental recovery program was in order and we took off for 5 days to the Caribbean. I packed only the Mint Juleps and they carried me from beach and fishing to bars, restaurants, and of course, Da Conch Shack. The Mints held up splendidly. Comments from both sexes were very favorable, except for one Brit who was initially more concerned about catching fish than the people partying around him. After a heartfelt apology concerning the fish-nanary, our new friend remarked: “Where did you get those pants?”

World Peace will be achieved, one Bonobos pant leg at a time. Upon arrival back to DC, I was treated to a pair of Black Swans in the mail from the missus. All is well at home and I thank Bonobos for the assist.

-Rich Amons

Lovely photograph courtesy of Mary Amons