Three layers and none of them are fighting each other. The All Saints cap in the exact right wash — not new, not beat, exactly right. The Levi custom blue sits on top of the ice and the palette works because the blue is doing the work the ice is supporting. The Spotters are the conversation stopper. Wire frame, period tint, the exact shape that existed for approximately 18 months in the mid-90s and then disappeared. Not for sale. Not on any website. Found.

Olive crewneck with an abstract line-art face on the chest — the face is doing something. Not just a graphic, a statement. The blacked-out lenses are wide enough that you can't see where he's looking, which in the bathroom mirror selfie format creates an editorial quality that wasn't planned but landed. Tim passes the bathroom test — the bathroom is not his. Points awarded.