It was the summer after college and I had no plan. I was waiting to hear about grad school, so Chris, my big brother, suggested I get a job where he was working part time: Mark Shale.
At the time – this was the late 80s – Mark Shale was the coolest men’s clothing store in Chicago. It had seven or eight locations, and it was almost as though the owners had gone to New York, seen the Ralph Lauren mansion/store, and then decided to replicate its aesthetic. This was, after all, the age of peak prep.