... follow my lead ...
a match made in pink and green
thom browne headquarters
new york city
let’s take a walk, xiao said.
it’s beautiful out.
rocky looked up from his desk.
today she was in her pink jacket and skirt with green duck embroidery.
today he was in his pink corduroy suit with green plaid socks.
they were matching again.
she laughed. is it a coincidence?
a coincidence, perhaps. but not much of a surprise.
in tweeds and tartans,
checks and stripes,
ducks and dachshunds,
men inspired by the women, women inspired by the men.
rocky put down his pen and nodded.
i’ll follow your lead, he said.
they took the elevator down to the lunch hour buzz of the city.
horns, sirens, alarms, truck radios.
in the middle of it all, they crossed the street in their pink and green.
side by side, shoulder to shoulder. tied and tailored.
they were a pair,
and they looked great.
