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Thursday Attire. . .



 

Not a green OCBD shirt this morning, but a green and white university stripe OCBD instead.  Ivy, or not?  I'm unsure.  But in my mind, I am somewhere out on the ski trails of Northern Michigan in rather different attire all together, so it hardly matters.  Same thing with pleated pants, which I prefer.  

Oh, I know, I know.  But you reach a point of comfort with your dress where such talking points no longer matter much.  Don't know about you, but I have at least.  

Too dogmatic an approach toward our daily attire risks turning what ought to be a joy into abject drudgery.  And don't we already have enough of that in the world at the moment?

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. CharlottesvilleJanuary 20, 2022 at 11:09 AM

    Great combination, Heinz-Ulrich. I have a similar shirt and tie, but have not thought to wear them together. I have a camelhair 3/2 sack sport coat that would go quite well with it.

    As for whether a green shirt can be Ivy, I say, absolutely, and note that Brooks Brothers offered them decades ago when it was still a thoroughly Ivy company. However, I also agree that it does not matter much as long as it looks good, as this ensemble does.

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  2. WSTKS-FM WorldwideJanuary 20, 2022 at 7:22 PM

    Thank you, Charlottesville! That is very kind of you. We try.

    Kind Regards,

    H-U

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