Oh Boston. I get an instant erection everytime I see a strapping lad with ivy league cred and old world pedigree walking around in madras and docksiders. There are so many of these effete young men floating around looking collegiate, pondering some liberal-minded academic nonsense that I couldn't care less about. Let's just talk about your pocket square and your boat. Nepotism is so hot.
Anyway, I'm going tonight to dapper young Yalie Alex Dacorte's opening at LaMontagne in South Boston, and then headed to boyfriend's party tonight at the Middle East downstairs in Cambridge. Come find me.
Take Ivy scans courtesy of The Trad.