Often, I’m drowning in a wardrobe sea of khaki and sensible shoes when I travel. It’s refreshing when I stumble upon the unexpected in exotic fashion. Nothing makes you regret your Safari Jones more than sitting next to a beauty swaddled in a neon sari. The United States of Trendwear knows no bounds. You can find it in sacred temples and on remote mountain paths.
Perhaps these tourist castoffs are helping unite the world for a common cause. Or, maybe Nike really is trying to take over the world.