Seersucker Day

Today is Seersucker Day in Washington, D.C. This is so awesome, I'm just speechless. I LOVE it when men wear seersucker suits in the summer. Next year I am so getting in on this. Maybe we can make it nationwide. Here's one picture; there's more, plus a story, at ABC. And some of the men were reportedly wearing pink socks! Can you stand it?!

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  1. AnonymousJune 21, 2007 at 9:51 PM

    I like Warner's brown-and-white spectators. That particular pattern is a bit unusual but very attractive. It's a pity that nobody in the picture wore the red-and-white version of seersucker, which has come into vogue somewhat over the last few years.

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  2. PapiJune 21, 2007 at 11:22 PM

    Seersucker is the kind of fabric I would have invented. I mean, its wrinkled BY DESIGN. How sweet is that!
    I'm trying to spread my current invention around, the intentionally untied shoe. It hasn't really caught on outside of urban youth yet though.

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  3. mamacitaJune 22, 2007 at 12:15 AM

    I love that Warner is wearing a pink shirt and red tie. He's quite dapper, bless his ancient little heart. I truly love it when old men know how to dress. Thom Browne should be taking notes.

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  4. mamacitaJune 22, 2007 at 12:16 AM

    And Trent Lott is almost likable in his pink tie and white bucs.

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  5. MrsEmJune 22, 2007 at 11:02 AM

    Whaaat?! They have a seersucker day!? I love that. They should make it a mandatory national holiday :)

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