Greetings from Tampa and my reprieve from the tentacles of a never ending east coast winter. I remain winter-time-pasty and it's a bit too early for linen back home but I had to bring it out for Tampa. And end-on-end shirting fabric is generally meant for warmer weather. But my fuzziness and impertinence beckons end-on-end year a damn 'round. In case you are uninformed about end-on-end cotton... "The interesting subtle texture is created by alternating colored threads, usually a dominant color interwoven with white. End on end was first invented by the French (fil-à-fil), a fabric in which white thread is interwoven with a colored thread to produce a subtle textured effect."
Jules Hertling et al over in Brooklyn contrived these Irish linen togs for me...years before the birth of my little gem LFG. Bulletproof is an understatement.
Well of course we tart up our end-on-endings...just like most of my shirts. Shut up.
And as always, I don't care how much of a dressed down hygiene holiday my clients take, this is as dressed down as I'm gonna go.
One of the things that I enjoy doing when I'm on the road is penning letters to LFG. She gets a kick out of it and I love telling her why I love her. Why don't you write someone a letter today?
Onward. From Tampa. In linen. Thinking about summer and the music that used to go along with such contrivances as suntans, gin-tonic and linen.