swimmy
An honest tune with a lingering lead
Admittingly, it has been a while since I've been out for a night on the town.
I didn't even recognize the R bar, the Legion (which was once a dive bar) now has granite bar tops, and we ate at a place called Open Range where you were charged $6 for "bread service" and horseradish for your $60 cut of meat was extra.
Understanding fashion, I knew the evening would require a dressier, mountain casual.
Upon leaving dinner I put on my scarf, my tailored wool pea coat that is a nice blend of classic structure but with modern twists, and finished it off with a pair of black leather driving gloves. My friend said it looked like I was heading out to the opera. Perfect.
My wife was also looking hawt and it was obvious we were turning heads.
At its core, this is Bozeman on a Saturday night.
I didn't even recognize the R bar, the Legion (which was once a dive bar) now has granite bar tops, and we ate at a place called Open Range where you were charged $6 for "bread service" and horseradish for your $60 cut of meat was extra.
Understanding fashion, I knew the evening would require a dressier, mountain casual.
Upon leaving dinner I put on my scarf, my tailored wool pea coat that is a nice blend of classic structure but with modern twists, and finished it off with a pair of black leather driving gloves. My friend said it looked like I was heading out to the opera. Perfect.
My wife was also looking hawt and it was obvious we were turning heads.
At its core, this is Bozeman on a Saturday night.



