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September 24th Style. . .

 


Laid back and fairly casual style for Tuesday this week.  Had a moment between early morning tasks in 'The Corporate  Mermaid' across from campus to snap a couple of photographs with my phone of the attire for the day.  

In more detail, the garments shown included my go-to navy blazer, onto which I had metal University of Wisconsin buttons added about eight or nine years ago, and one of the recently purchased Mercer & Sons shirts, which, sadly, does not show up too well in this picture.  Well worth the several month's wait following an order however.   

They are, easily, the nicest, most comfortable dress shirts around as much as I also like and enjoy wearing those from J. Press along side older, non-iron models from Land's End and L. L. Bean.  All reside in the laundry room closet where I hang freshly laundered shirts.

There is something delightful about opening the closet and deciding which shirt I will iron and wear the next day.  Equally, satisfying is the zen-like process of next pressing said shirt and hanging it in the bedroom next to the suit or jacket and odd pants chosen before determining which shoes and tie to combine with the rest.  

The activity of planning for the next day sounds like it takes a long time.  But it doesn't really when everything works reasonably well together almost without trying.  The pleasures of assembling a functional wardrobe I suppose, which sounds really funny in 2024.  But then ol' Mom always maintained I was an old soul.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. And nice to see the Ivy Style tie, which looks great with the blazer.

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