This morning as I walked to work, I passed this little gem in the window of a local dry cleaner. I loved it so much I went back to take a photo much to the dismay of the heavy foot traffic coming up 8th Ave. I mean, come on! Don't you just HAVE to know the story behind this sequin-explosion jacket? Did some guy have a night out on the town or what? That's New York for ya—can't air your dirty laundry in public without having people ask questions. I can't help but think, some guys have all the fun.