An old Laurence Fellows illustration, showing, I believe, what male undergrads wore in the mid-1930s.
Mornings like this do a man's heart good. Very early today, about 7:40am, while I was in the dining commons on campus enjoying a cup of fresh, black coffee before my first class of the day, a young man approached me to compliment what I had on. Even more important and noteworthy was his own ensemble: a charcoal two-button sports jacket, a blue OCBD shirt with diagonal striped tie, creased khakis with a belt, and black bit loafers.
Everything seemed to fit him pretty well and was worn where it should be worn rather than down around his knees. I'm sure the student in question had a presentation or something for one of his classes today, but he looked damned nice at a glance as we spoke, which I let him know, and he had clearly made some effort to look not just presentable but actually good in a traditional, non-hipsterish way. Nice to see a young man dressing without ironic intent. Who knows? There might be hope yet for some of these young bucks.
This particular Fellows illustration is definitely on campus. The background structures here have always reminded me of the Cathedral of Learning and the nearby Heinz Chapel on the University of Pittsburgh. I studied Swedish at Pitt for two years and used to sing in the chapel with a Scandinavian choral group.