Leslie Saalburg Style. . .

A whole bunch of illustrations this gray, rainy morning (mostly) by Leslie Saalburg, who tackled a range of subjects including menswear, cars, and so forth. His pictures of classic menswear are as visually pleasing as those by Laurence Fellows. I seem to recall reading somewhere online that Saalburg was even more prolific.

Whatever the case may be, there is no arguing his work is inspirational for those of us seeking to see how it still can be done. Of course I hardly suggest we try to dress like it's the mid-1930s, but there are lots of interesting and colorful details with which we might infuse our wardrobes and attire in 2019, a era otherwise oatmeal-taupe-ecru-mocha in its outlook and uniformity. Not to mention pilled, wrinkled, and stained.

Hey, that sounds like a legal firm! The offices of Ecru, Pilled, Wrinkled, and Stained. A rival of Duey, Cheatham, and Howe, sponsors of The Car Guys on NPR.

Predictable, trite witticisms at the expense of attorneys everywhere, enjoy perusing the vintage menswear illustrations. They provide a much needed and even welcome distraction from the current political machinations that occupy us.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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