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If it's Tuesday, this must be Michigan. . .

The upper half early this morning included a Land's End British regimental striped necktie that I purchased back in 2004 when LE was selling a whole bunch of these.  I want to say it is the stripe of the Royal Welsh Fusiliers, but that might be incorrect.  Regardless of whch particular regiment the stripe represents it would be extremely bad form to wear this tie were I visiting the U.K., never having served in the regiment in question.  However, we are such a messy, crass post-postmodern hodgepodge here in the U.S., that I hope I might be excused (just maybe) for sporting it on this side of the Atlantic where fewer people recognize such associations.  The color combination is delightful in any case.


And the lower half, featuring a new pair of Dapper Classics yellow Merino wool socks and a pair of vintage Corbin khaki pants in medium to heavy wool flannel.

Having fun combining a few different items this morning.  Something old, something new, nothing borrowed, and something blue.  I also received Bruce Boyer's latest title from Amazon.com yesterday ( a birthday gift from good ol' Mom), and it is fascinating based on the cursory skim I've had the time to give the book in the last 24 hours.  True Style: The History and Principles of Classic Menswear (2015) is very literate yet eminently readable.  A well-written handbook of sorts with  just the right mount of wry wit and pith, it also presents sound advice for men interested in kicking up their everyday clothing style several notches.  Packed with information, the book is both entertaining and indispensable.  I would go so far as to say -- if classic men's style mavens and devotees will forgive me -- that True Style surpasses anything I have read by the great Alan Flusser.  There.  I said it.  No hate email, please.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. You pays your money, and you takes your choice:

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  2. I think you are safe with the tie. I did a quick search on the web for the Royal Welch Fusiliers tie and the stripes are far thicker/bolder. I was recently reading a story of a legal case some years ago in England. A con man came before a stipendiary magistrate who saw he was wearing a guards brigade tie. He adjourned for lunch but said if the man appeared in his court in the afternoon improperly dressed he would send him to prison for contempt. Apparently the defendant did a quick bit of shopping. I suspect in this PC era no one would dare say that.

    Regards,
    Guy

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