The bottom half today, accented by a pair of Merino wool over-the-calf socks from Dapper Classics.
Enjoying suits all week this week since the snow has gone here in Lower Michigan, and I am once again able to wear dress shoes without fear of ruining them before the day ends. Today, it was a heavy Southwick tweed suit with a 3/2 coat andpants with full lining to the ankles. It won't be cool enough to wear this much longer I fear.
Since the bedroom was dark this morning, I grabbed the first pair of socks from the drawer that leapt out at me. And this was the result. Nonchalance? Dumb luck? Or the unfortunate and gauche result of having too many pairs of socks in the sock drawer and not enough sense to turn on the bedside lamp? You be the judge.
I am reasonably certain my students were irreparably scarred when I sat down before them and the egg yolk yellow socks came into view although there was no visible giggling. So, maybe not? Or they were just polite enough to pretend they didn't notice.
And the more sedate upper half. This photograph, unlike the one above, almost makes it look like I know what I'm doing.