Is it sailing into the sunset to Anderson and Sheppard to be outfitted in a drape suit, having the entire country begin wearing the stroller everywhere or seeing suits produced in 20oz wools reminiscent of that lazy, crazy summer of 1914?
Certainly having a crowd of your adoring public, plus a bunch of reporters in fedoras, show up to the docks to see you off on the ocean liner crossing the Atlantic. You will reluctantly wave to the people assembled, plus trade a few witty one-liners with the reporters, who will laugh and take photos of your lovely & intelligent wife (in pearls). You will board, accompanied by the First Officer, and stroll slowly to your first class cabin, shaking hands with fellow passengers on the way.
Don't forget the waxed moustache and cigarette, held jauntily in the left hand, just like the old Apparel Arts plates... Oh, and the ever present, homoerotic male travelling companion always hanging around, keeping an eye on his old chum..
I'm sure this is an iGent's worst nightmare.
Here's an iGent addressing the first Devil's Island convention:
http://www.nbc.com/Saturday_Night_Live/video/clips/pirates-convention/27154/
Isn't the stroller fad on AKAC over? Very Captain Peacock!
RJman dreaming of being able to reach up to the shirting tables at Charvet and not needing a high chair for fittings.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20090316/od_nm/us_britain_village
iGents also dream about being taller than 5'-0" (but for most it will never happen, iin spite of the growth hormones & massages by Mark...ooo he has such strong hands).
Chums,
Let us not forget lackeys or underlings. An iGent must have those to regale with bon mots and to tersely tell off when not up to iGent standards.
Cheerio.
The classic iGent fantasy is to be told by a lady in a bar that he looks like James Bond/Duke of Windsor/Cary Grant. He will eagerly accept her invitation to "come back to my place" but will run away when asked for his credit card upon arrival.
Their ultimate fantasy would be two iGents, one cup...