Living in Colorado, there were plenty of outlets specializing in hemp clothing. When work got to the best of me, I just smoked my pants. "Chronic pleated khakis, duuuuuuude."
My wardrobe can be described as old school prep. ("Yo yo yo, a shout out to all my homies in Shaker Heights, Grosse Point, Grosse Pointe Woods, Grosse Pointe Farms, Amherst, Orchard Park, Arapahoe County, Overland Park, Westchester County and Plaaaaaaano!") No Abercrombie and Fitch, no baseball caps with tightly curled bills. For me, it's L.L. Bean, J. Crew, Polo, Eddie Bauer, Land's End, Columbia, and Izod. Pants are either Levi's jeans or Dockers. Anything you can't see comes from Tar-shay.