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Heavy Corduroy for a Dismal February Day. . .

A photo of the whole shebang for today.

It has been a little while since my last post here at The Average Guy's Guide to Classic Style, but I realized that the corduroy sports jacket I selected this morning has not been worn since it returned from my tailor Mrs. V. sometime last November after a lengthy stay.  Neither has it appeared here before today.  

Why it took so long simply to shorten the sleeves of said jacket an inch or two still escapes me, but there you are.  Mrs. V. works alone, and her shop is always crammed full of things from her customers, plus she is getting on in years, so I don't complain.  She gives me a pretty rapid turn around most of the time, for reasonable rates, and has rushed some items for me, even calling me at home when she has finished with particular garments, so it's best not to rock the boat since tailors in my neck of the woods are few and far between.

Anyway, a raw, gray February day dawned on us this morning, and since most of our snow from the last two weeks has disappeared, a bit of color seemed like a nice way to brighten my spirits.  Fairly understated in any case as I think you'll agree, and it occurs to me that this particular combination of colors might work best during the fall months.  But I was reasonably pleased.  Just one more example of how a guy might spruce himself up a bit more than the sloppy herd without necessarily donning a suit (Heaven forbid).  

On that note, I might have to trot out that flannel double-breasted Glen Plaid number later this week since it has not seen the light of day since sometime during the autumn semester.

-- Heinz-Ulrich


 And the socks!  Merino wool to-the-knee by Dapper Classics.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I like the lapel width. Also the OCBD roll is perfect. Great look.
Thank you!

Best Regards,

Heinz-Ulrich von B.
What a great jacket - cut as well as colour
Why, thank you!

Best Regards,

Heinz-Ulrich von B.

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