Halloween 2018 Attire

The upper half for this chilly, wet last day of October.

And the lower half as I waited for the students in my 8am class to deliver their student learning team papers due today. And as expected, there were a few instances of last minute, morning of drama via email meant to mask a complete lack of preparedness. It's not like the date for peer review of working drafts and the final due date were not printed clearly in bold in the online syllabi. I really wonder how some young people manage to put on their underpants each morning without choking on them in the process.

Adding a bit of seasonal color to the palette today while simultaneously refusing to submit to 'Da Frump' and still dressing like an adult male with a modicum of sophistication and awareness. A plain white linen pocket square and slightly dressier shoes would make this particular ensemble sing, but what are you going to do? I'll keep that in mind when Halloween 2019 rolls around. Live and learn.

Speaking of Halloween, The Young Master, who recently turned nine, will terrorize the neighborhood dressed as a very stylish bat (The non-Vampire type, mind you. He specifically requested no fangs.) this evening when he and his mother head out after dinner for a bit of trick-or-treat. Can you believe tomorrow is already November 1st?

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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