Bingo Little Tweed Suit Tuesday. . .

The upper half today, featuring a wool challis necktie by Rooster.  Italian material hand-stitched in the U.S.A.  It's amazing what people will unwittingly unload on thrift/charity shops.

And the lower half, featuring those recently recrafted Allen Edmonds suede  brogues once more and a pair of flying geese Merino wool dress socks by Dapper Classics.

Decidedly nippy here in Mid-Michigan today, so a perfect excuse to trot out this heavy tweed suit by Chipp for its inaugural wearing.  A lined, winter weight garment here kids., so it's got to be below 40 degrees Fahrenheit to wear this one comfortably.  The only alteration necessary was to have the waist of the pants taken in a bit, but otherwise, it fits very well.  A pleasing silhouette with slight waist suppression and side vents, shoulders with almost no padding, not too tight, but not billowing around me either with a medium break in the pants, which I wore with actual braces today.  And it is finally cool enough that I can keep my coat buttoned at the center (o a three-button coat) without roasting away.

Found this particular suit on Ebay late last spring and, if memory serves, splurged a tiny bit, but still picked it up for far less than it would have retailed new.  I feel almost like I'm about fire up the old roadster and motor down to Aunt Agatha's for a long weekend of hunting, dinners, sing-alongs at the piano, late breakfasts, and the avoidance of romantic entanglements with scheming third cousins of the female persuasion.

Meanwhile, back on Earth, just one more  day to go until the long Thanksgiving weekend begins.  Not exactly the type of weekend I mention above, but I'll take it just the same.

-- Heinz-Ulrich