I’ve never had an appreciation for seersucker anything. Must be the Manhattan gal in me. (Or my inner Donna Karan?)

From the Washington Post:

The heat doesn’t worry him one bit. He simply reaches for the seersucker. “It’s like wearing your pajamas to work,” he said. “You ever have a dream where you can wear your pajamas to work?”
We shook our head no.
He went on: “In a seersucker, you can live that dream!”