Another Great Gift Idea. . .

Call it either a late birthday to myself, or an early Christmas gift, but I've got a pair of these purple, orange, and black socks on their way to me from Dapper Classics right now.

Another great Christmas or holiday gift idea for yourself, or the guys on your list, who are looking to kick up their everyday stay several notches in 2014, might include a pair or three of to-the-knee, American-made dress socks by Dapper Classics. Their Black Friday Sale, with 25% off on all orders, is still going on for a few more hours, so click on the link, and have a look around. You're sure to find a few designs that you cannot live without.

And here's a hint for you more sartorially conservative average guys out there. Dapper Classics also offer a variety of extremely sharp, but slightly more muted models of socks for those more formal times and occasions, from weddings and funerals, to those few remaining offices (bless 'em) where business formal dress remains the order of the day.

I've got a few pairs of Dapper Classics socks in my upper right dresser drawer already, and they are fantastic. Long enough, they stay up all day, very comfortable, and they add loads of unexpected personality to any ensemble you might team them with. In any case, I could not resist the pair shown above, and just placed an order for them a few moments ago. Can't wait for them to arrive. Be sure to place your own order with Dapper Classics right now!

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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