Meg (and her Dad) recently wrote a couple of posts about the men’s suits. She covers a lot of ground–what to wear, what not to wear, where to scrimp and where to pay up, and the apparent hotness of Ryan Reynolds (sadly, however, he keeps getting cast in lousy movies, but what are you going to do?). A random tip for wearing a suit:
Double-breasted suits make most men look like mafia kingpins or OJ Simpson lawyers. If you’re an OJ lawyer, SHAME. If you want to wear one anyway, don’t do up all the buttons, for the love of Pete. You look trussed! A nice two- or three-button suit is your best bet for comfort and elegance.
And on the buying of suit jackets secondhand:
With suits, sport jackets and blazers look inside the coat for wear around the pocket edges and for staining around the arm holes. Check all of the pockets for holes and tears (and unusual contents). Next check around the inside of the collar for any discoloration, and then look at the elbows to see if the fabric is worn to a state of shininess.
I like the vintage shopping, but I don’t have the patience to buy jackets secondhand. Nor sweaters, actually–I never buy sweaters secondhand. They tend to have stretched out neck holes, which I simply can’t abide.
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I don’t own a suit. I’ve never bought one. For weddings and funerals I have to borrow them. It’s symbol of society that rubs me the wrong way, although I understand its role. Yet, I’ll probably be buried in one. The irony.
I think the notion of uniform is oddly uncharged for me — maybe because I come from a family that takes pleasure in the dressing up? Not sure. The irony is that I wear jeans to work nearly every day and get to dress up about five times a year.
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