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Some Vintage Leslie Saalburg Illustrations. . .

 
Doing my bit this afternoon to keep up morale among classic menswear aficionados everywhere, who have been forced to work remotely from home in the time of Covid-19, which, sartorially speaking, is a lot less interesting.  Hence, a bunch of delightful old illustrations by Leslie Saalburg whose work is sometimes confused with that of his contemporary Laurence Fellows.  I know I've made that mistake myself.

My own dress today, sadly, does not resemble these pictures.  Rather, it includes a long-sleeved black crew neck t-shirt tucked into a pair of rust-colored corduroy jeans, a navy and red surcingle belt, and the usual chocolate suede camp moccasins.  Not horrendous by any stretch, and I won't embarrass myself if forced to answer the door or while checking the mailbox later this afternoon, but nowhere near as interesting a suit, or jacket and odd pants combo, a well-chosen tie, and a decent pair of leather dress shoes.  

For his part, The Young Master is lounging nearby in one of his several rugby jerseys, a pair of jeans, and with some argyle socks on his feet.  He looks comfortably stylish regardless of whether it's 1980 or 2020.  And speaking of the devil, lunchtime followed by some online math homework is beckoning.

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  1. Heinz-Ulrich - Thanks for posting the delightful pictures. How I wish men still dressed half so well. And just for the record, there is no law against wearing a coat and tie at home if one likes, or perhaps an ascot if feeling David Niven-ish. I donned a cardigan with a tie, and topped it with a tweed coat for part of the weekend, even though I ventured no farther afield than the grocery store and dry cleaner. I was perfectly comfortable, and no one else seemed to mind very much.

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