We’re Gonna Party Like It’s 1969

I'm walking out to the train last night, and there, crossing Biscayne Boulevard, heading my way, is a guy in a NEHRU suit.

A beige Nehru suit. With tan shoes. Tan shoes with those big, ugly square toes. He's sporting a haircut very much like Johnny Depp in "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory".

Rounding out his ensemble were a pair of euro-trash glasses.

The scary thing was that the guy was absolutely rocking the whole look. If I hadn't been having an unnecessary and unnecessarily loud conversation on my cell phone? I would have gotten a photo for you.