A popular argument New Yorkers and all East Coasters make is how great the seasons are. Specifically, the fashion. Its tough to wear a double breasted jacket with gold buttons in San Francisco or Los Angeles. A nice pair of boots, wool pants, and a land's end coat is a foreign concept to some Californians but the norm in New England.
The whole "seasons'' talk is rubbish. If someone is telling you they like the cold because it provides something different or makes one appreciate the spring more just slap them in the face.
I'm all for the changing of the fashion, however. What I'm not for is what this gentleman has going on. Its a damn good thing he already has a lady holding his hand; we can all assume they have been together for a long time or at least longer than he has owned this jacket. No way he was wearing this at the time they met.
Avoiding black and navy and opting for a midnight blue or charcoal grey is one thing, but to get a puffy jacket in the skittles colors is too much.
Sure, you stick out. Sure, you can be different. But after 3 or 4 wears, its not funny anymore. You cannot walk into a restaurant looking like an original Nintendo video game after someone has bumped into the TV. Can you go into a meeting with this thing? As I have said before: I'm all for sticking out but come on. Let's leave the loud colors for spring and summer time or at least a little more subtle.
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