This incredible sustained heat, a waning summer rapidly approaching Dog Day status, and my temporary perch in Uptown all logically lead to this quote:
I write to you at one of the three peak seasons for girl-watching in North America. Sweater-sheathed Ms. October will knock 'em out in the fall, and the darling buds of May will spring fresh in their sundresses all too shortly, but meanwhile this is sultry deep August—impossibly flimsy fabrics, exquisite lengths of limb. Addled by murderous heat, provoked by brutal hot-to-trotness, I here risk gathering some modest notes on visual experience and modern manners.Read the rest of A Dandy's Guide To Girl Watching here. Thanks again Patterson.
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