In honor of my degenerate friend coming into town tonight… “When I awoke, the Dire Wolf Six hundred pounds of sin Was grinnin’ at my window All I said was “come on in” ”

Remember when the only khaki pants you could find were either tan, stone, navy, or olive?  (I’m using the term ‘khakis’ to refer to pants like ‘Coke’ to refer to soda…you get it).  Those were dark days…  Even though Nantucket Reds have been around forever, they didn’t get much play…

Now that the Masters has concluded, it is officially Spring.  What does that mean?  Time to add some ‘color’ to our mundane Winter wear.  There isn’t a better way to add that flare than with a nice, crisp Smathers & Branson needlepoint belt.  To celebrate the season, we’re teaming up…