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Bold Tweed Thursday. . .

The upper half yesterday morning early.  The jacket is by Southwick and was thrifted for between US$5-7 a year or two ago.  On the bottom, a pair of heavy olive green chinos and the usual L.L. Bean duck shoes over ski socks.  I don't think I've gone so many days in a row without wearing leather dress shoes since my first teaching job up in Minnesota back in 2003-2004.

Well, folks.  The weekend has arrived and with it a cold and low fever.  Darn!  I had looked forward to some idle downtime during the next couple of days, engaging in a few hobby things I enjoy given a planned lull in course work and lesson prep.  But when you crummy, even normally fun things just don't seem like, well, much fun.  Sigh.  Ok.  Time for something to nibble on, and then back to bed.

 -- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. RichFebruary 18, 2016 at 5:01 PM

    Can you tell us the provenance of that tie? It's terrific!

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  2. WSTKS-FM WorldwideFebruary 18, 2016 at 5:57 PM

    Hi Richard! Sadly, there is no label left on the back of this wool tie, so I have no idea of the bran, or where and by whom it was made. I purchased in in a thrift/charity shop in Bloomington, Illinois about four years ago when I decided that my professional wardrobe needed an infusion of personality plus better quality stuff. I paid about US.99 cents for it which was the best part. This particular shop always had a large selection of really nice wool and silk ties. I haven't yet come across another that is as good.

    Best Regards,

    Heinz-Ulrich von B.

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  3. RichFebruary 19, 2016 at 5:34 AM

    Thrift shops are great for that sort of thing. Best wishes.

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