Your last weekend away was hers: some spa in the desert with mudpacks, mesclun, and widescreen Pilates. Now it's your turn: steak Florentine, jazz in a basement club, and a nightcap of 18-year-old single malt in a quiet joint with worn oak tables and a cement floor. She's still with you, and in spirit, too: Maybe it's the shirt, in a fine cotton jacquard dobby weave with a texture that's slightly puckered to give it extra character. Plus, the colors are as deep as the best of the city at night. Subtle details: smoky abalone-style buttons, single chest pocket, two-position cuffs with button-through sleeve plackets, and shirttail hem. 100% cotton. Imported.