Houndstooth Humpday. . .

Houndstooth Humpday. Or shoulder season style if you prefer. Channeling Bruce Boyer today in any case.

A decided chill in the air this late September morning as I walked from the front door to the car. Hence the overcoat and wool flannel pants among other items.

The overcoat is vintage Botany 500 thrifted eight or ten years ago when we were still in the wilds of Central Illinois. Other notable items include the Blackwatch stripe necktie from Mountain & Sackett, vintage jacket from Brooks Bros., pants by Sterling-Hunt, purchased NOS a year ago. This is only their second outing since April.

The suede shoes Allen Edmonds have been in the rotation for six or seven years now. The fedora is a Borsalino, and the briefcase a 50th birthday gift from The Grand Duchess several years back.

The shirt is about 18 years old, a Land's End 'Original Oxford,' purchased during my first teaching position after graduate school and starting to fray along the collar and cuff edges, but as soft and comfortable as it gets by this point. Still looks reasonably good too when pressed and worn beneath a jacket.

I fear the shirt might need to be relegated to lawn duty by next summer though. As the late Stevie Ray Vaughn sang, The Sky Is Cryin'.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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