I would like for me & my lover to be dressed in plaids and paisleys, wools and flannels, peacoats and curduroys. It's preppy gone indie rock. I feel like I'm in a JD Salinger (r.i.p.) novel. We'd be wearing this collection, walking through Central Park hand in hand watching the leaves change, sharing an iPod listening to the Smiths while looking sharp and inscrutable. If a collection inspires an entire scenario with soundtrack, it means I love it.