Bonobos on My Brother, My Brother And Me

Oh, could be. Hey, speaking of laundering, I love some new clothes that I got from the Bonobos brand. The Bonobos brand, I have looked at from afar, coveted. Lots of my stylish friends, when I see them looking so fly, I do say to them like, "What's the fit?" And it's almost always Bonobos, because they got all kinds of summertime duds that are, you know, linen, light, breathable. Feels good to have it on your body. But also, the fit is so nice. I got a new, very, very lightweight button-down that I wore to a wedding that I went to like a month ago, and I got some compliments on it, and I didn't sweat—I mean, I did sweat like a lot, because I got on the dance floor and I fucking destroyed for like five straight hours, and but I was so comfortable the whole time. I got some like boardwalk pants, light linen pants that can go from day to night. And I wore them on a boardwalk very recently and felt like Griffin. Holy shit, Griffin! Are you the Great Gatsby? Yeah, kind of—I mean, this is the Rehoboth Beach boardwalk. I would not call it Great Gatsby-sort-of level. It's not West Egg. It's not, yeah. So they got everything, man. They really do, they are able to sort of set you