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A Spring to the Step. . .

Today's shoes, although the photograph was taken two or three years ago in my den in our old house in Illinois.  Closing is in three weeks, and then we will have sold it.

At the conclusion of today's class on Scandinavian and Nordic Cinema, a student approached me to touch base about a couple of items on the syllabus.  As he turned to leave, he asked, "By the way, is that a jacket with a 3/2 roll?  I've never seen one in person."  I was wearing my J. Press Herringbone tweed jacket among other items.  

We then spent the next ten minutes talking men's classic attire and dress shoes.  I should mention that said student was dressed rather well in his own Allen Edmonds shortwings, a sportsjacket over a pressed sports shirt, and wool dress pants with a sharp crease.  He was on his way to a job interview in downtown Lansing.  Yes, indeed.  It seems there are some 21-year olds out there who get it, which does the mind and soul good on this unseasonably warm November afternoon.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. The title of your course had me a bit confused, as I wondered about the difference between "Scandinavian" and "Nordic". Being half-way around the world from Brody Hall, I couldn't drop by to ask you the question in person, so I found myself consulting the Great God Google, and am now somewhat enlightened.

    I'll check on Monday to see if any of my students are wearing pressed sportshirts. I'm not optimistic at all about this.

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  2. Yes, 'Nordic' enables me to pull in films from Iceland, the Faroe Islands, and Finland too. I have been very nicely surprised to see how many students dress presentably if not downright well here at MSU. Of course, there are the usual slobs of both sexes/genders, but there are enough nice looking young people to offset this a bit, which does the heart good.

    Best Regards,

    Heinz-Ulrich von B.

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