When I was in college, I had a genuine Mexican poncho, and I loved wearing it. I always felt cool and dangerous when I had it on. It was the kind of thing that Clint Eastwood wears in A Fistful of Dollars. It was fringed and had a dramatic Aztec-inspired pattern woven into it, and it was light enough to wear during the day but heavy enough to keep me warm on cool nights.

I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, Privileged white guy wears culturally appropriated garment? Light the torches! Let’s get him!