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A Linen Suit on September 1st?

Here's the top half of today's gear.  Very cool and even breezy.  But what's with that uncooperative shirt collar?

The Labor Day weekend has yet to commence here in the United States, but the number of days left during which linen and seersucker are acceptable, if we go by traditional sartorial guidelines, are few in number.  You can understand, then, my eagerness to try out a Polo Ralph Lauren blue label linen suit that I splurged on last spring.  

Following a few minor alterations, it has been hanging in my wardrobe waiting for an inaugural wearing since mid-June.  The verdict?  Very light, breezy, and comfortable in today's 70-degree, partly sunny, breezy weather. However, my lower back still became a bit moist this morning, despite minimal lining in the jacket, while walking 15 minutes across campus from the building where my office is to another where my Tuesday-Thursday class meets.  Anyway, the suit pictured above was worn with a plain brown leather dress belt, brown Allen Edmonds "shortwings," and some fairly subtle brown and white striped socks if you can imagine such a thing.  

But it gets much worse, ladies and gentlemen.  Since it is supposed to become somewhat warmer and more humid by the time classes resume next Tuesday, after a three-day holiday weekend, I plan to pull out the vintage blue and white seersucker suit (oh, yes) one day next week and maybe also the madras sports jacket with some dress chinos another day.  Yes.  I know.  It's now September 1st.  How very gauche of me to wear warm weather attire into the start of the fall seasonI'm so ashamed.  Clearly, a crass parvenu of the first order here.   But it's not quite time for the heavy wool flannel double-breasted numbers or tweed and corduroy yet either, and one might as well be comfortable.  Gosh, with that attitude, can sweatpants and flip-flops worn on a daily basis with a ratty backwards baseball cap be far off? 

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. Was it Picasso who said: “Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist.”?

    Mark

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  2. Artist? Hmmm. . . I don't know. But it is fun trying to present oneself nicely to the rest of the world depending on the weather.

    Best Regards,

    Heinz-Ulrich von B.

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