It kinda sorta hit me like a brick wall as soon as I got off the lift on the 5th floor of the Ace Hotel. 501. There really is only one significant meaning for that number and it has to do with denim. And for whatever reason, this must have been the first time in my life that I got off on the 5th floor of a hotel because I don’t remember ever being stopped in my tracks like that. And you’ve gotta hand it to the Levi Strauss & Co. for doing such a brilliant job in etching the combination of those three numbers into my head. Granted, at the time, I was wearing a baggy pair of American Rag cargo shorts (it is rather warm in NYC right now) but that didn’t stop me from thinking about some of my own favorite pair of Levis. Of course, many many moons have risen and set since I was able to fit into a pair of 501s. Nowadays, I opt for maximizing comfort and achieve it with the 569s. The key now is to chisel away at that waist number to something that my physician and I deem to be more suitable.