Thursday, April 7, 2016

An Evening with G. Bruce Boyer

From the F.I.T. website… “G. Bruce Boyer, men’s fashion editor and author of True Style: The History & Principles of Classic Menswear, will discuss contemporary men’s dress and its history, styles, principles, and trends. Joining him will be Michael Bastian, founder and creative director of the luxury menswear line MICHAEL BASTIAN; Mark Cho, co-owner of the men's clothing businesses Drake's and The Armoury; and Stephen Pulvirent, executive digital editor of Surface Magazine. A book signing will follow the presentation”.

I’m unabashed when admitting that I have no objectivity about the sartorial people I respect or who’ve gobsmack me. Flusser’s long been on the list and Sid Mashburn is quickly securing a spot en perpetu.
Photo: Lehigh Valley Life
And please don’t ask me to rank my sycophantic short list—but if I was forced to draft the roster, G. Bruce Boyer would lead it off. Here’s a gush from one of my previous Boyer stories…  “I’ll pull Elegance off the shelf from time to time for a different reason than when I feel the need to scratch my Flusser itch. There are some writers whose grocery lists would be on my to-read roster simply because of the way they write. Hitchens was one and Bruce Boyer is another.”
I stole this from Rose Callahan
Of course you’ve already purchased Bruce’slatest book, right? Hell, I rode the bus all the way to Gotham just to get the man to sign a copy for me.
I don’t know when I’ll be in good enough form to write a story about my Steven Hitchcock Russel Plaid jacket. But when I do I’ll share some of my selfish trove of G. Bruce (with his permission of course) personal correspondence. His emails even sing.  “…then he (Hitchcock) casually asked me if I wanted to see your jacket. Just as casually I said yes, and he brought it out: I was knocked completely base over apex; the antique Russell plaid made up beautifully…”

After such praise from Boyer, I need no more affirmation regarding my sartorial bespokeydokeness. And that’s just the beginning of the Boyer-Grainger Russell Plaid saga. Stay tuned and I’ll tell the rest of the story in 2018.


But you need not wait till 2018 to experience the wit and wisdom of G. The Bruce. Sensei Bruce and an honorable complement of like-minded sartorialists will convene at F.I.T. on April 19th for a bit of True Style banter. I’m not sure that I’ll be in Gotham on the 19th but if you are, I urge you to go and sit at the Cleverley shod feet of this Master and soak in all things Boyer. Word has it that all attendees will be eligible for a one-dollar price reduction on a Ring Jacket sportcoat at The Armoury.

Go here to register for the event.

Onward.

ADG II

Friday, January 29, 2016

Florence, S.C.


From an email that I wrote this morning.


"I worked at Singleton’s Men’s Shop after school and summers for years. The J&J lunch counter, Roney’s, and the Sky View were my go-to spots for teenage and college years food consumption—when I wasn’t back at my mama’s getting clothes washed and country cooking. Reindeer Lane, the Christmas Parade down Evan’s Street, The Fair and hotdogs at the Civitan or Optimist food booths out there, the Southern 500 parade in Darlington, meeting “Goober” at the Florence airport and getting Bobby Richardson’s—the Yankee’s 2nd baseman from Sumter—autograph one Sunday when he spoke at College Park Church. And hearing my  mom and aunt Kat say they weren’t going to wash their necks for a week after Marshall Dillon—James Arness hugged their necks when he was the 500 Parade Marshall one year. Getting dragged to “town” (Gladstone’s/Furchgots) with my mom and aunts because there was nobody to watch over me on Saturday when I wanted to play. I thought I was going to die at five years old—having to “behave myself” while they tried on dresses ALL DAY. But then I’d get a dollar to spend a Woolworth’s or Kress and all would be ok again. Phil Nofal’s for cowboy boots once a year—when school started. Santa Claus was at Sears every year.  This is my Florence."

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