A Friday Meeting in March Style. . .

The upper half on this chilly Friday afternoon.

And the lower half, featuring a pair of well-worn olive corduroy pants and some suede Allen Edmonds brogues. The unseen suede belt matches the shoes.

A close-up of today's pocket square in use. Now, the funny thing about this particular pocket square, which gets a lot of use, is this. . .

It's really a small lady's silk scarf (Surprise!), but at about 17" square, it's just the right size to masqerade as a pocket square. Not really that much difference between the two items when you think about it though. I stumbled upon it six or eight years ago in a thrift/charity shop for 50 cents or a dollar, and it works nicely in repurposed form.

Normally, I am not on campus most Fridays since most of my courses are of the Monday through Thursday variety. Occasionally, however, there is reason to make the 15-minute trip into campus for some committee meeting, faculty learning group, visiting scholar presentation, or similar event, all of which provide a nice excuse to shower, shave, and make myself somewhat more presentable than the usual rugby top and corduroy jeans for Fridays at home between late October and mid-May each year.

Here's an example of today's get-up for very early Spring. Once you reach a critical mass of sorts with classic menswear, it's really easy to mix and match and toss on an interesting combination of clothes without too much thought. And voila. . . Instant semi-responsible and capable adult! Or at least the appearance thereof.

We know otherwise, don't we?

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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