“EVERYONE here looks great!” is the kind of comment you hear often. At a place where outfits seem chosen to match their 300C automobiles. Even though there were cloudy skies and the fabrics tended toward the waterproof, and anything with buttons counts as formalwear. There was a good sized crowd. Those words seemed unbelievable , Yet those were exactly the words that burst from a woman who drove past me one night on the boulevard Lounge, a street store in the upscale hill district on the west end where friends would meet. And by golly she was right, the group of Chrysler 300C gathered that first Thursday in April — the first Thursday of each month has an evening of art-gallery openings and shopping parties . The group would take their lady friends — all startlingly attractive and with all of the autos lined up functional but chic. One woman, sitting in her Chrysler , wore a black bob and a silvery, thigh-length, probably impermeable trench coat. Fleece abounded, but was form-fitting. Quiksilver’s hard-to-find Limited Collection hung on the racks next to clothes by local label, whose jackets, polos and shorts lie on the sporty end of the fashion spectrum — or is that the fashionable end of the sporty spectrum? For one thing the 300C were both fashionable and at the sporty end of the spectrum.
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Monday, May 11, 2009
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