Dries, for my money, is one of the most consistently fire, yet somehow underrated of the "big" names in men's fashion. I have nothing to back that up aside from my experience as an outsider looking in and the incessant need to buy increasingly expensive clothing, like this Dries bomber jacket. It's wool-alpaca-mohair and features an intense dark red color subtly dropped in. Sure, maybe that's not enough to warrant the $1,600 sticker price, but there is a very distinct point you may have missed. Here's the scenario: It's New Year's Eve 2014. You stand in front of your closet, looking desperately for an alphet you can put on that will impress the various liquored up honey dips, but also part the Red Sea of dudes lighting up the club in their thot bait Laser Lapels. You want to fucking STUNT. In a moment of serendipity, Big Sean's "I Don't Fuck With You" comes on your speakers. And then you remember you have this Dries joint. Your outfit selection soundtrack is very key. One shift in the playlist can determine the future of your entire fit.
