Photographic fractals– a frat party, a blurry subway ride, the ankles and calfs of friend and stranger alike– are all that remain of our nineteenth issue, written by Casey Hannan and worn by David Meyers around New York City. All exude warmth, a joyous and cozy context for Casey ‘s generous story.
Let the flannel take you someplace quiet, somewhere with gentle, lapping waves and lots of body hair. Repeat the story over and over in your head as you go. Take us now, Casey:
“Kiss him. Kiss your best friend.”