I just made the mortifying realization that I currently look virtually identical to every member of the Buena Vista Social Club. It turns out that I'm basically wearing a Guayabera. Oops.
It truly astounds me that I can be a relatively intelligent person but fail so miserably at dressing myself each and everyday.
I guess bad fashion sense is my hubris.
Now, if I could just get my hands on a mojito and some Cuban music this outfit might be a little less embarrassing to be in...