"You? Really? I would never figure you of all people to be an Undercover kind of guy," said the erstwhile young men's fashion editor as we powered thru the very good sushi at the suitably obscure restaurant in a side street of Tokyo.
"Why? Because I'm always so reductive and dead simple in my brand narrative?" said I as I sat there in my very reductive white shirt from Mr Hollywood paired with the brand's dead simple black denims.
"Well I just want you to know that my latest idée fixe is Jun Takahashi's Undercover" Psycho Color" collection, so if you see me stomping about in his monstrous desert boots, rocking a Karl Marx jumper under a multi-panel camo windbreaker then you know I've gone from plain to deranged. Which is about just the general bent of my life," I sighed.
"About time," he concluded.