There’s something about a guy in gradient-lensed aviators with gunmetal frames that symbolizes everything that was righteous and good about the 1980′s. They’re opulent, but accessible. You might not be that guy from the Nautica ad, aviators on your perfect face, jaunty sweater fopped over your shoulders, tousled strawberry blond hair wafting in the marine breeze while you lounge on your comfort cruiser. You might not be rich or successful or over-privileged or flanked by the hottest girl Swedish engineering is able to produce.
But hey, you can look like a million bucks too, sailor.













