Making a Scene

This is the paid issue of (In)Decent Taste.

If you’re anything like me, lately you’ve been overcome with bleakness. Every headline, every overheard conversation had me seeking respite on a fainting couch, attaining a more attractive variation of bed rotting. Even the smiles on people’s faces seem coerced.

I needed something, anything, to shake me out of my malaise.

I never would’ve expected it would come in the form of a real life jewel heist. Something ripped from the sliver screen: a museum, a theft during broad daylight, and a laughable lapse in security. Suddenly I found myself riveted as I learned the Louvre had been robbed, not by a masked mastermind weaving through a network of high security measures under the cover of darkness. No, this smash and grab unfolded in the middle of the day.

While more information trickled out about the astoundingly feeble safeguards at one of the world’s most prominent museums (the actual building password was “Louvre”, if you can believe it), perhaps one of the more fascinating mysteries to emerge was the identity of someone captured on the scene known only as, “The Fedora Man”.