Riding The Rails
Thursday, March 11th, 2010Never has a vagabond-ing bum looked so honest and hard-working. Or maybe it’s the opposite…
Never has a hard-worker looked so bummy and so vagabond-ing.
Were it not for the gloves, I’d probably toss quarters in the guy’s dingy tin cup and walk on by. But what with the white jeans and the kerchief and the lovable gloves worn without any coat, he isn’t so much a street corner charity-case as my (surprisingly employed) Spring Style Icon.
