Our fourth quarter generally slows down to a crawl by Thanksgiving but this year our homestretch is anything but calm. Based on the economic climate of the world-as my buddy Puerto Rykken says… “the world as we knew it has blown up” …I am blessed to have a manic final run.
I always go into cold weather kicking and screaming but this week I only mustered a yelp when I rolled out a wool sportcoatfor the first time . My optimism tells me that we’ll have another round of moderate weather before the wool gear has to be worn full time so no need to howl quite yet.
Flusser cream and brown houndstooth. Three-Two roll…Brethren inspired open patch breast pocket and flap pockets. Difficult to see in the photos but welted seams finish this one. Almost forgot-this is a rare exception to my ADG house model-notch lapels.
Here’s a 1990 Bergdorf promo piece with Flusser wearing a similar version of said jacket along with light gray flannels. Dig the suede two eyelet George Cleverly bespoke shoes-made when Cleverly was still alive. Those shoes are sitting in my closet-Alan gave them to me right about the time that LFG was born.
Travelling light requires shoe discipline-one pair for the week. Brown suede monk straps.
Monochromatic monogram opposite the fifth button-no breast pocket. My old buddy Toad used to say that a man who monograms his shirts is a man that to him, is of no consequence. That makes my shirt drawer a no consequence clearing house times thirty or so.
Two items caught my attention in the midst of all the tchotchke therein. First we have Topik. Folks it’s freakin’ spray paint for you bald head. I’d love to have all of my curly hair back from twenty years ago-I’m still holding on to most of it but please-if you see me swathed in trad wrappings head to toe-kitted out second to none but sporting hair paint, just shoot me on the spot.