This jacket fits so well, I want to wear it every day.
At 36, I've been (mostly) dressing like an adult for over three years.
My style, at its highest, is most like Doug Guggenheim. I like suspenders. He’s often in a spread collar. He doesn’t shy away from a great double breasted suit.
Clyde Overholt is too prone to a douche-y shirt.
I wouldn’t dream of aspiring to Marty Kaan.
Sometimes, you just have to wear a seersucker suit. This is very casually put together, with the pink OCBD and copper knit tie. I can only get away with this because I work from home.
My new favourite website.
“One time when Quinoa and I got separated in a busy train station, she thankfully remembered our safety training: stay in one place, look spectacular, and don’t talk to poor people.”
I’m not 100% sure what I should do with this Tumblr.
My style has stabilized. I never properly examined its evolution. The more embarrassing moments are lost to my memory. I should’ve recorded them.
Alas, here I sit, in a Lands End Canvas sweatshirt and shorts, having settled on the compromise of quality for the cheapness of their wares. Do I have anything more to share?
I am unsure.
Ah, the benefits of losing weight. I had to stow this Cantarelli jacket when I gained too much weight to wear it without excessive strain at the button point.
I’m undecided if the wool knit tie is too incoherent with the warm weather jacket. I just can’t stomach saying good-bye to all my burgundy ties for the season.
Chief Wiggum was wrong, you can get chocolate out.
I was baking and neglected to put on an apron. The top photo shows the result of this negligence. As one of my workhorse shirts, I really didn’t want to sacrifice it to the baking gods, even if the resultant cake was very good.
I refused to resign myself and the shirt to this chocolatey fate and deployed my favourite laundry weapon: OxiClean. I’m not one to wantonly tout a brand, but this stuff really works.
First, I made a concentrated slurry out of the powder that I put directly on the stain. I let that sit for about two hours. Then I soaked the shirt overnight in the concentration recommended for ‘tough laundry stains.’ Finally, I did a cold water wash. There is no trace of the chocolate.
Note: Sorry for the wildly different colour cast. I was shooting under quite different lighting conditions. Trust me that this is the same shirt.