…more precisely to the Sofitel here in D.C.
Actually, there should be a Flusser Clause in all sartorial edicts-transcripts-proclamations-writs and contracts. And the clause should be rigorous. Said clause should frame an unambiguously high-hurdle for elegance and tastiness—with just enough latitude for ADG calibre redneck sprezzaturated fuzziness. Otherwise the contract’s null and void.
“Flusser Clause is Coming to Town” … go ahead and sing it to the tune in the refrain of the J. Fred Coots standard. Silly I know but hey; there’s a sartorial back story here. In one of my homages to Richard Merkin, I paraphrased his J. Fred Coots story… “Merkin told a great story about running into songwriter J. Fred Coots at the New York Athletic Club. Coots most famous jingle was a little ditty called “Santa Claus is Coming to Town”. Merkin shared that Coots was frail but still dapper and that he admired Coots silk pocket handkerchief. Coots acknowledged the compliment and then stuffed the pocket square into Merkin’s breast pocket declaring that he was looking for “nice homes for my things”. A few of Merkin’s things, including a pocket square, made their way to my nice home after his passing, courtesy of his widow and enabled by one Alan Flusser.
Ok, then don’t sing the damned phrase. But do this if you will…or if you want. Call or email the Fluss-station and let ‘em know that you want some one-on-one time with the Fluss Master. If the idea of bumping into me nauseates you, then request that during your visit, I be forcibly removed from the premises. Or not.
You can also do it ADG style. You know, just show up...slink in like a leopard...a slippery one. They’ll be there starting at 4PM on Tuesday the 21st and will decamp back to Fluss Central in Gotham at about noon on the 23rd.
Alan Flusser Custom
3 East 48th Street
New York NY. 10017
806 15th Street NW
WASHINGTON DC 20005