“Dude, you have a whole… look going here…” Karen and I both look admiringly at the careless style Jake has intentionally pulled together.
Jake grins broadly and nods his head slowly.
“Unshaven, shaggy hair, ripped jeans falling off your hips, cross-country t-shirt. Kind of an urban look with the sweatshirt under the khaki cargo jacket. It’s kind of……” I can’t quite think of the right word.
“Dangerous?” Jake offers, “Sexy? Exotic?”
Karen cocks an eyebrow, “Homeless?”