On my way home from a Turkish Jewelry anniversary party in Soho, which I’ll blog about it later, I noticed Jesse waiting for a downtown E train. His nonchalant demeanor and effortless suaveness is very reminiscent of the trendy dandy variety that has overtaken the young artsy, hipster crowd in Brooklyn and Lower Manhattan. Jesse’s personal style subtly whispers to passersby that as the mercury dips and temperatures get frigid, you can still look hot. I’m taking notes.
