I am fed up with this cult-like "appreciation" of clothing.
I wear mostly OTR which I have altered, no, not at some artisan walnut-faced Milanese octogenarian, but at a cornershop alterations and dry-cleaning place.
I do buy my kit in Jermyn Street and the like, and boycott TML CT and the likes, but at the same time I cannot be arsed to find out whose deputy head cutter has now set up his own shirt shop, so I usually buy H&H and H&H and very occasionally T&A.
My ties are from Hermes, ideally the traditional 9cm variant, some are from T&A, a few from Charvet. Mostly printed, some wovens, no knits (as I am not Sherlock Holmes).
My shoes are made by C&J, Alden and Edward Green and they are not pointy. They do not have buckles as I do not work as Eulenspiegel, Peter Pan, the Pied Piper or similar.
My socks are calf-length and navy. Without irony. Socks are not good for advertising one's irony. Conversation is.
I dont have "my" tailor.
I dont know when/how to wear a PoW check shirt (with a tie? when? or without??). My casual wear is made by Polo Ralph Lauren (mostly Oxford button-downs).
I do not own an opera cape.
Am I boring?
I think the question should be; Am I bored?
Answer: Yes.
No, not bored, but fed up with variety. I have turned 39 last week and somehow realize that there are only a few things in life that are spot-on.
And - I am somehow (to be investigated further) against this semi-religious cult about things. It is too ambitious for my taste. Everyone is talking about Sprezzatura, but where is it?
I've got to put my hands up Bee, I have a semi-religious attitude towards clothes I'm afraid. Not in a cult way, but I can look at collections bug eyed and drooling at the mouth. Spezz isn't my bag though, apart from sometimes having a couple of buttons undone on a unconstructed jacket cuff, or my tie might end up up a bit longer at the back. Sometimes it doesn't. I just go with however it ends up, I mainly wear knits though. If I wear a wider tie it has to be at least equal. Infact I'm that bad with my obsession with clothing the only reason I wish I had a different job is so I could wear nice clothes all day. My missus thinks I'm nuts because I'll iron my trousers just to sit in the house.
Clothing, after speech and body language is the ultimate form of self expression. unfortunately, the language has become very muddled. part of the reason is that everyone thinks it's easy and they know it which just isnt true. That's why we discuss it in depth and it can seem like foolish over analysis but consider this. If this were a site about laws and we discussed them ad infinitum no one would consider that trivial in spite of the fact that laws should be easy to understand by everyone especially those who create and need to interpret them. However, no matter how vague or complex a law, no one gets onto a message board and says, "Oh hell, we are spening too much time analyzing this, it's just a law". Same probably with cars. We could discuss cars until we wanted to vomit and no one would ever come running on here saying, 'For god sakes, theyre only cars". Clothing gets put in the "light weight" category but it bothers the living crap out of people.
Somehow for being very important, fashion has suffered the dual blows of being trivialized because it is superficial and because it has no industry protections. Try to practice law without a license or break into the car market, youll get crushed. Try to bash a law firm or a car maker, and youll really get hurt. But a tailor with his relatively low start up costs has no means of preventing others from entering the profession and very few ways to stop people speaking harshly of their product.
Fortunately or unfortunately, clothes are part of a class system or hierarchical system that a lot of people want to pretend doesn't exist. And probably, if you're losing your house, worrying about colotful socks might antagonize you. I new an old guy who alienated his family, had his credi cards taken away and lost his home. My red socks would send him into fits of anger. He threatened to physically thrash me several times. Thus, i understand that clothing can upset people and in the case of the deranged, it can really agitate them. In the same manner that happy people make sick or angry people, sicker or angrier.
All the OP is doing is asserting his comfort level as the baseline. This is not uncommon but it really isnt anything more but one file out of billions in a blogosphere of This-is-what-i-like. That's great but none of us owns clothing or gets to draw the line. Only the results we want coming true or not true can set these boundaries.
'James is badly dressed and always has been. He's always been comfortable though, I suspect.
He even has 'Falling Over' clobber ...
Mentioning his name in the context of sartorial elegance is senseless.
With respect to all involved.
If the old bugger (and he is both) chooses to come out of self-imposed retirement he might offer a comment. Pretty much it will be 'I do what I want'.
Sadly.
I have just bought the remaining classic fit suits in my size from Harvie & Hudson.
All of them?
I have now switched to:
- 2 button navy twill or sharkskin suits from Cordings
- white shirts from Hilditch & Key
- HErmes ties in reds, pinks, oranges and medium blues
nothing else
What happens when you're drinking red wine?