For some of us, dressing business casual requires cunning: furtive trips to thrift stores, combing H&M for something that doesn’t make you look like you play bass for the Raconteurs. The good stuff, however, is 25 miles south of here, tucked away in a dim corner of sweaty Potomac Mills, where two bills recently bought me six shirts, a sharp powder-blue V-neck sweater, a natty textured tie, and something that my receipt calls a “New Dawson.” I have no idea what that is—pants, maybe?—but I’m sure I don’t look poor in it! Bonus for any man insecure about his sexuality—this is one Banana Republic where you won’t be the only straight guy.
Best Place for the Stylish Poor Man
Banana Republic Factory Store