It was by observing the three of them, either together on a couple of occasions, or Jeff and Ken together, that I began putting more thought into what I was wearing.  I walked in one day - John looking sloe-eyed up on the stool there - wearing a yellow Truval shirt, yellow Brooks lambswool cardigan, black fly-fronted wool and cashmere Italian made overcoat with Peter Pan collar, white Levis and desert boots.  All acceptable kit, but not in that particular combination.  They may have coughed into their fists a bit, but each was far too polite to say anything. 
I'll put it this way, sometimes you have to retreat from a former position.  My look was contrived, whereas John's was just effortlessly elegant - which must come from long years of selective analysis of detail.  Even better, in a sense, Jeff and Ken looked stripped down and absolutely natural: London-American in Jeff's case.

Jeff's Birthday Today!

A lovely chap who knows his onions.

'Talk Ivy' salutes you!

Happy Birthday Jeff, many more of them

Wish I hadn't spelled Mr. Garet's name all wrong!

Jeff was just in touch to say thanks for this write up & to offer help with any info he could. A very generous offer.

I won't bombard him with questions all in one go (a bit like Ian Strachan) but it might be nice to discuss his Ivy style with him?

A propos of nothing, just thought it funny to add that the first time I went in J.Simons, shitting myself with excitement and fear, I thought Jeff was the guvnor. He just looked so American. Very cool and laid back. And the glasses!

TM

I've finally settled on MY Ivy Hero.

Last time I saw him he had THE BD, Shetland, Cords & Loafers. Time before that he was all NYC cool in a vintage overcoat given to him by JS & heading down the underground wishing my daughter a Happy Birthday.

So here's to Jeff.  Style with a smile - A lovely person to know.

Jim.

Nice to hear you sounding chipper this evening, Jim.  I was so engrossed I let my chips go cold.  Mrs. RPR sends her best.

A quilted body warmer.  Mm.  I have tried one twice, the first in navy, the second in - I suppose - beige (!).  I'll probably stick with the heavy, old, original pea coat, that John Simons once hefted in his hand.  Gosh.

Aye.  That's why the name shook me when Jeff said it.  But on him it looked great. Then again the shirt must be 30+ years old by now. That'll soften up a placket !