NOTHING SAYS DANGER LIKE A LEATHER JACKET!

Another night staying awake till the sky turns dusky blue morning... for some reason I thought about the character on 'Happy Days' whose first name was LEATHER.

I thought about how there is nothing as slick as a leather jacket.

I don't know how it's lasted so long, but back in 2003 on a road trip returning from an Oregon pow-wow, my father bought me a leather jacket in a Portland thrift store for $8. It's the best jacket, too - a great cut, lining still in tact...

And I wear it almost every day in the summer months. It's irreplaceable.