WHAT SORT OF MAN READS PACO CAMINO?

A couple of total studs sporting classic tan Stratojac brief coats, that's who. The enigmatic woolen coats exude a casual, yet easy-going elegance—that’s The Condor on the left, a contour tailored coat, and on the right, The Cornell; belted, with raglan sleeves. Both come with epaulets and a new storm collar strap. But enough about this exquisite outerwear, the real story is the foxy lady sitting in an old-timey circus truck desperately seeking Cornell’s phone number for some hot action later. ‘Hey Condor, got a piece of paper?” “No,” replied Condor with a suave wry laugh. “I’m busy eying that flock of mini skirt-wearing babes over by the fountain flashing me some tail.” The Paco Camino Man: dressed to kill and always getting lucky with or without stationary.