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An Unstudied Summer Suit Experiment. . .

Yesterday's assemblage of garments.  The jury is still out on how well it succeeded.

Although the days are noticeably shorter, and Autumn is definitely in the air, we are still having the occasional warm day here in my corner of the American Midwest.  With temperatures in the lower to mid-80s Fahrenheit recently, I haven't bothered dragging out the tweeds, flannels, and corduroys just yet. . .  or brushing down and stowing away the warm weather gear.  So, why not get a bit more mileage this season out of that vintage wool-silk glen plaid suit?

Which was the plan yesterday morning.  Something unstudied without too much additional pattern given that of the suit.  Initially, I was quite please with the result.  However, the more I thought about it, there just seemed to be something a little off about Thursday's combination of clothes.  I think it was the shirt, which is not my favorite.  Too bold a blue, and the plaquette-less design has never really appealed to me.  Time to donate this particular shirt I think, and replace it with something in a lighter blue.  But was it something else instead?  Should the tie have been navy or black?  What do you think?  Where does this particular clothing combo go wrong?

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. Hi
    I and several other 'middle aged' style bloggers are putting together a joint post on our collective thoughts (our one piece of advice each) on male style. I would like to invite you to participate - could you email me at mjhaea@gmail.com so I can send you more details?
    Thanks
    Mark Hollingsworth

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  3. Gads' man. A green tie with a blue shirt?

    You might as well be wearing cargo shorts and flip-flops.

    de L

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  4. (Hangs head in abject shame) Yes, yes. I just had the oddest feeling that something wasn't quite right with the world yesterday morning. Sigh. Looks like a spell in the coal shed for me. :-(

    Best Regards,

    Heinz-Ulrich von B.

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  5. Mark, I've sent you that e-mail.

    Best Regards,

    Heinz-Ulrich von B.

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