Oh, Banana Republic

Imagine you’re an arctic explorer. It’s been a grueling couple of weeks with the frostbite and the bracing winds, but you finally make it to the home stretch — a sweeping tundra among the mountains where, in the distance, you can faintly make out two moving specks. “Huh,” you think to yourself. The two specks come closer and closer, until eventually you realize they’re people. And then there they are in front of you, a man and a woman dressed casually in scarves and fingerless gloves. “Are you going to Todd’s holiday party?” the woman asks. “I tucked my pants into my boots, does that look retarded?” the man asks. “No, and yes,” you say.

Related: This morning’s Banana Republic email announces we can save up to 30% today by typing the “SAVEBIG” into the promo-code field.