Tweed Overcoat and Wool Scarf Tuesday. . .

Downright nippy in Mid-Michigan early this morning when I prepared to leave for campus, so I reached for my heavy tweed overcoat and a wool scarf in the front closet before heading outside to the car. High time since these items have not been worn since March 2020!

Relying on the J. Press herringbone tweed once more since one tweed jacket is at the dry-cleaners and two others are at the tailors this week. One of my usual fur felt fedoras, this one by Optimo of Chicago, completed the ensemble. It is also a dark, chocolatey brown, which goes very well with the shoes and other earth tines of this particular ensemble.

I should develop a course on how to wear and have fun with traditional menswear. Something like Act Your Age, Not Your Shoe Size 101 -- How to Dress Like a Man, Get Comfortable with, and Stop Fearing the Crease.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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