One upon a time, let’s say eighty years ago, I was young and wore two, sometimes three, polo shirts on top of each other. From Lacoste. Because that was hip. The age of layering shirts has duly passed, thank heavens, but Lacoste is still hip. Actually, it’s only becoming hipper. It seems that Christoph Lemaire’s million dollar transfer to the hallow house of Hermès also gave Lacoste a boost. Jet and I travelled to Madison Avenue to the Lacoste Lounge. Besides wanting to live there, we also wanted to buy just about everything. What? Who said anything about being greedy?