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Harris Tweed Wednesday. . .

 

A rainy, chilly day here today.  Perfect November weather and ideal, as such, for tweed, corduroy, and oxford cloth.  The first wearing this season for this particular jacket and necktie by the way.  

The jacket was purchased a dozen or more years ago at the thrift/charity shop run by the big hospital in town, a few blocks away from our old Craftsman house (1925).  The shop must have procured their merchandise from all of the deceased doctors, attorneys, and the few other white collar professionals lurking around Bloomington-Normal, Illinois because it reliably had quality items for very reasonable prices.  

Proof positive that you can assemble the basics of a professional wardrobe, along with a few less commonly seen items, without the need to splurge.  While there really is not anything I "need" now, I do miss occasionally perusing that establishment since we have nothing like it here in our part of Central Michigan.  

But maybe that's a good thing, since part of developing a solid professional wardrobe involves gradually sifting out things that don't quite work, or that you just don't wear that often.  Something I've been doing since about 2021, and what's left is still more than enough although occasional new shirts, socks, and the odd suit do still make their way into the rotation.  But not without donating an underused item in the process.

-- Heinz-Ulrich





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