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Post-Fall Break Style. . .

 


Back on campus yesterday after the long Homecoming Weekend.  No teaching, but online office hours plus wading through and weeding out four days of meaningless email  before I could get to other work. That's the trouble with checking out during weekends and longer breaks.  Somehow, things continue to pile up in the inbox although everyone is nominally off.  Definitely off.

There are worse fates I suppose.

Still kind of Indian Summer here, so I stuck with a cotton jacket and chinos yesterday around which everything else was arranged.  Although I did top off the ol' head with that lovely houndstooth driving cap, which has appeared here before.  And that has a distinct cooler weather vibe to it.  

The bowtie, a vintage number from Brooks Brothers, looks larger here than it actually is due to the angel of the selfie.  Overall, not a bad effort.  A real challenge to get that tied yesterday. Some days, some ties simply will not cooperate as you stand before the mirror and attempt to knot them.  Jeeze Louise. Trying to hurry the process usually does not produce acceptable results.  In the end, I decided to stop messing with it, put on my jacket, don my cap,  and head toward the car.

Found my way downstairs and drank a cup.  And looking up, I noticed I was late.

Overall, an innocuous enough look, but kind of "Meh," in my view if we are honest. A solid shirt, or a solid color tie might have pulled everything together a bit better.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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  1. Not bad at all, in my opinion, H-U. I cannot recall where I read this, but I remember someone saying that a man ties his bow tie once in the morning and then lives with it for the rest of the day. I struggle some days as well, but better for the knot to be a bit off, than to have that pre-tied look.

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  2. Thank you, Charlottesville! We try. Lord knows, we try.

    Kind Regards,

    H-U

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