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Zoom Office Hours Style for January 27th. . .

 

As above, featuring a J. Press necktie. . . 

 

So below.  The vintage L.L. Bean flannels, which I have not worn since last winter, suddenly fit very comfortably, even a bit loose around the waist, with plenty of room across the seat.  The ongoing weight loss continues with a pleasing general downward trend since late September last year.  20+ pounds shed at this point.  Difficult, but not impossible.  With apologies to Adam Ant.

 

Still having some fun with my attire,  Here's my iteration of a suggestion made a day or two ago by Charlottesville.  A very pleasing look I must admit.  

The waistcoat was a birthday gift from The Grand Duchess last November.  Again, something I had coveted for quite a few years.  Leave it to my wife, who found one in the perfect size.  Intelligent, beautiful, and darned resourceful too.  She also makes a mean Thai curry, cycles seriously, AND cross-country skis.  How could I not have fallen instantly like a ton of bricks for her?  

Parenthetically, it is almost 20 years to the day since we had out first date together on a frigid Saturday outside Minneapolis.  We skied in the morning, spent the entire afternoon talking about a million different things over lots of hot tea, and enjoyed dinner together that evening at a Ukrainian deli not far from where I lived at the time before she dropped me off and went home.  

What a magical day it was!

--Heinz-Ulrich



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  1. The new vest looks very natty and stylish.

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  2. Thank you! Donning it did not make the plumber get here any faster however.

    H-U

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  3. Very nice ensemble, H-U. I see that my recommendation, while sound, was unnecessary, as you already own a beautiful tattersall vest and clearly know how to use it to excellent effect. And congratulations on the slimming program. I managed to drop about 13 pounds a couple of years ago and have kept it at that level since; it definitely makes a difference in the fit and comfort of one's clothes.

    You are fortunate to have such an accomplished and resourceful Grand Duchess. I met Lady Charlottesville, if I may borrow your aristocratic lingo, when she was a girl of 16, and I a year older. We celebrated our 40th anniversary last month.

    Perhaps a vest in red flannel may be just the thing for next Christmas. I have one from The Andover Shop and although I wear it only during that brief season each year, it definitely brightens up a navy blazer.

    My compliments and very best wishes to you, Her Grace and the young master.

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