Friday, January 30, 2009
- Being reacquainted with the softness of fur felt when the first cold day of fall called for a hat.
- Tying my first bow tie and wearing it - not because I had to, but because I wanted to.
- Having shined shoes on my feet on a dreary winter day.
- Wearing a suit made and fitting so well that an entire day passes without realizing that I even had it on.
- Picking up said suit from the dry cleaner after I had gotten syrup on it during its first wear.
- Being complimented on my mode of dress by perfect strangers. One occassion stands out: a man approached me on public transit and proceeded to comment in a foreign language. He seemed perplexed, even angry. I can only gather that it was in compliment.
Dogwood flower brooch: Laser cut from exotic veneers, hand screenprinted with a Victorian design (on back) and accented with stone.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Accessories offer up the right level of visual interest and discretion. Ties and socks have already been thoroughly thought through; how else to balance the uniformity and expanse of a mid-grey, three-quarter length winter coat? A pair of gloves or a pocket square in the breast pocket would be refined. One does not need to stop there though. On this day the lapel is home to a wool felt flower. So even though I would not wear the chair, it does work well on the lapel of my coat.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Me, on a day about town.
Forgive me if I offend anyone's sensibilities with pictures of myself. I find that I sometimes have difficulty finding people who I would like to take a picture of. It may be part timing, part me looking too hard or people just feeling plain uninspired.
Always in appreciation.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
I have never been one to count on luck or be bothered by free promotional draws and contests, preferring instead not to get sidetracked. Well, a while ago I was trying on a pair of boots, and that very act made me eligible for a draw for a free pair. After I put my order in for a pair of boots, I filled out a ballot not thinking much about it. About a month later I get a phone call notifying me that I am the lucky winner. Well, I'll be. So now I have a lovely pair of boots, with another pair - in a different color and model of course - on the way.
There is something to be said for taking advantage of opportunities, so the next time I am faced with a draw - say, a trip to Paris - my name will be good to go on that ballot.
I recently brought the jacket of a suit back to a store for alterations. I had worn the suit a few times, gotten to know it, and decided that I wanted it trimmer in the sleeves and through the body. My sales associate and the store's made-to-measure specialist went about listening to my wishes and pinning my jacket. Now, this process is always a delicate balance between fit and silhoutte, and it is wise to share one's thoughts and solicit those of others. The store's head tailor was brought in to comment on the proposed changes and things got interesting at this point. I was treated to a discourse rich in culture, craft and generational viewpoints between the MTM specialist and head tailor - each having valid and different viewpoints on how to execute my wishes. It was ringside seats for both me and my sales associate. The experience was so novel to me that I found myself returning to the store two days later to double-check the pinning of the jacket before the alterations were made.