Gary Shteyngart: Behold My Suit! - The Atlantic
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A lifetime of fashion misery comes to an end.
Listen - 1.0 x + 0:00 54:55 The Dream A fine suit made just for me. From the best fabrics. By the best tailor. Paired with the best bespoke shoes. A suit that would make me feel at ease, while declaring to others, “Here is a man who feels at ease.” A suit that would be appreciated by the world’s most heartless maître d’. A suit that would see me through the immigration checkpoints of difficult countries. A suit that would convince readers that the man in the author photo has a sense of taste beyond the Brooklyn consensus of plaid shirt and pouf of graying hair. Explore the March 2025 Issue Che
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