The 748 Cap Toe Derby in Cognac Cordovan
Carmina for The Armoury
the perfect looking blutcher, in a just right shade of brown
The blue butcher striped shirt, pictured here in its Liverano guise, is one of those rare things that may actually be even more versatile than a white shirt. Whereas white can be quite stark and formal, the blue butcher stripe in a very pale tone works in both very casual, fun combinations and in more serious contexts as well.
As for those who guessed the crests and motifs in yesterday’s post correctly, I award thee with 1 bonus point. If you collect “several” bonus points, you could win a “prize”.
Some madras inspiration
Seat Belts and Subtle Themes
I’ve never felt quite like this before. It’s like someone has a seat belt made from the fibers in my chest and is constantly tightening it.
I don’t even want to write about this right now. I want to talk about where I live, and how I spent half of my Saturday walking around areas not more than two miles away, that I have never heard of or seen before. How the layers of humanity stack up with the pressurized events of history to make an unfathomable human culture only understood by walking its streets and talking to its people.
Southwest DC
I want to talk about the ever expanding volume of rap and hip-hop music that continues to impress me. I want to talk about the obscure but still music reviewers that I’ve discovered and led me to those new artists and music.
Chance - Acid Rap Mixtape 2013
I want to talk about the simple joy I get from using tools and taking care of the things that I own. Polishing my shoes, using my cast iron, wearing suits and keeping them maintained, sticking to my workouts. I want to discuss the similarities and themes between all of those different activities to show that getting along this world is simple and built off a system of concepts that cannot be taken one by one, only as a whole.
I want to discuss the manuals and texts I’ve found that have guided me through the tasks mentioned above, and how maybe they can benefit you in your life. Because it took me four or more years to find them, but I wouldn’t wish four years of searching on anyone when I can point them in the right direction today.
Alas, I can’t do any of that. I can’t put thought to good use, pen to paper, heart to words, without clawing at the seat belt so firmly strapped on my upper chest.
The strap is inextricably tied to the rest of me as well. To my feet that want to walk away from anything I sit down to do. To my eyes that can’t stay focused on the computer screen, book page or face of a friend or colleague. To my fingers that won’t hold steady at any point doing the day. To my jaw that chews out my problems and worries while I sleep, leaving my with a sore and popping head all day.
So here’s to talking about my life’s seat belt. My invisible barrier that’s keeping me from enjoying my life to the fullest, and from sharing those above ideas that I wish I could share. Here’s to opening up and wearing the seat belt like a fashion designers accessory, and less like a formal “I have a problem” sash.
Now selling a nylon-human-tissue seat belt designed distract you from everything - $15
-Reed
Dining with friends and new acquaintances is the perfect way to ring in the New Year, even if it is a week later. I managed to leave work in time to squeeze in between Chris on my left and Kendrick on my right.
Last night’s dinner had me trying skirt steak for the first time (wouldn’t eat it again. I’m spoiled by filet.) and conversation ranged from fashion to old TV shows, the football game, architecture, and more. Big thanks to our host: Grant is the man.
#16 kills me. so be it. must own more jackets.
When I’m interviewed about men’s style and Put This On, I’m almost invariably asked “what are the fashion mistakes you see men make every day?” or “what is the most basic style knowledge men often don’t have?”
That’s the kind of stuff I usually leave off this blog. After all: you’re discerning…
