“Gateway Drugs...Initial Behaviors." You know--those entities, events and comportments that when manifest at a tender age or moment, set the stage for more intense, risky, dramatic and often times, destructive versions.
My mind’s eye and recollections have always remained vivid regarding my sartorial gateway drug. But I never figured I’d see again, an actual image that would focus my recollections more precisely. Serendipity is a cool thang and I now have a cache of images that will help me tell the story. I’m not certain when I’ll get to it but I’m surely motivated to share it…at some point.
There aren't many Washington D.C. havens left that evoke Jermyn or New Bond streets. Scores of them have gone by the way, perhaps at a more rapid pace in this Company Town than in others. This one's gone too but it was my Saturday Morning Sartorial Opium Den, twenty-one years ago.