At work this afternoon, a gentleman asked me if I was Hungarian. Apparently, he thought the top was Hungarian and therefore I must be as well. Clearly all sorts of cultural appropriation goes on in the fashion world these days, so its rather funny that someone would assume your ethnic background based on your clothing choices. Funnier still is that this shirt is actually Mexican and I am Mexican-American, so I guess maybe you can accurately judge a person based on what they're wearing. This shirt, by the way, was given to me by my dear friend Mr. R. who is always encouraging me to do more to celebrate my roots.