Being a sharp-dressed man in 1960s Phoenix, Arizona
It's the 1960s, I'm in Phoenix, and I'm a sharp-dressed man. I'm crossing Adams at Central by Raskin's Jewelers. I'm not sure what day it is, or what month (although it's probably not summer), but it's 1:45 in the afternoon.
You know, when you look good, you feel good. And I know that I'm looking good. I'm wearing my favorite suit, just like the one that Sean Connery wore in the latest James Bond movie. I may not be as tall as he is, but I can be just as stylish!
I just got a haircut, and although the women don't seem to be looking at me, I know that they've noticed me. I suppose they're busy talking about their modern hair-dos, or their miniskirts, or something. Maybe they're talking about how stylish I am?
I'm glad I got this suit, although it does seem to be a bit warm today. Got it at Hanny's - they're the best. They also sold me the tie and the matching socks, not to mention the brogues. It's great being a sharp-dressed man in the 1960s!
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Posted by Brad Hall