While I enjoy rolling my pants as much as the next guy, rolling them this high will cause those around you to start rumors that you are unemployed and still receiving hand-me-downs from your older brothers.
If your pants, especially raw denim, are too long to execute a proper roll, take them to the tailor. For selvedge, APC suggests G&G on Grand Street (for those of you who are in NYC). I #cosign that recommendation, even though it just looks like an average, run of the mill drop-off service wash-and-fold joint. You’ll be pleasantly surprised.
He thinks his shit don’t stink, but that’s just the carnation 8 inches from his face.
Beige, blue, orange, navy, white, pink, green and brown? Nothing is working for him here—it’s just a shitstorm of color. And that’s just the uppers.
Not to mention that those hideous pinstripe pants are on some next level mobster Halloween costume tip (do some research, even in the ’20s and ’30s, real mobsters didn’t usually wear pinstripes that egregious).
Bonus Tip: Any time each of your shirt, tie, jack and pants have stripes, all in different patterns and directions, you’re probably doing it wrong.