I’m uncertain what qualifies you to be our resident sartorial expert.
He just likes clothes, personally I enjoy his posts.
I’m uncertain what qualifies you to be our resident sartorial expert.
Yeah but the answer to the question as phrased in the OP, namely 'I'm a middle aged man in cargo shorts, how can I dress a bit better?' is not and never will be 'buy a deerstalker for your dog'.He just likes clothes, personally I enjoy his posts.
Nor does talking about Doctor Marten boots and the quality, or lack of it in new DMs help much either.Yeah but the answer to the question as phrased in the OP, namely 'I'm a middle aged man in cargo shorts, how can I dress a bit better?' is not and never will be 'buy a deerstalker for your dog'.
The DM conversation was introduced as a direct counterpoint to the direction the thread had taken. But in any case, I would say that in general, DMs go with any outfit and will always look cool, so the warning not to buy the newer ones is relevant.Nor does talking about Doctor Marten boots and the quality, or lack of it in new DMs help much either.
I'm still laughing at those 'distressed look' boots.@Accy cyclist - pop on your deerstalker; have a suck on your meerschaum; take a tiny opiate toot while you fiddle out a tune or two; channel your inner Sherlock; it really is elementary.
Why not just let other snappy dressing cyclists have their time in the limelight, to help old Wafty with his wardrobe? We some of us sit on the sidelines of these threads and watch them go rather off-beam. Not the Gunkmeister. (At a guess, he‘s a penny loafer and slacks dude, no?) He’s with you all the way. But. I mean, I can’t quite see what use tweed hats or Val Doonican shawl jumpers are going to be to help a spirited fellow reconnect with his MoJo. Can you?
And… and try not to pour scorn on other dressers for their thread choices. Your “Chap” periodical surely has a column about etiquette? Very bad form to decry the combat pant (yes, they are an execrable garment, but one must not sneer) or the beanie ( you’ve obvs not been an adherent of the black and white submarine film genre, where they started a whole beanie revival in the late forties). But being beanyist or anti-beanie is so last season. The beanie -whether you care to admit it or not - is with us. Sneering is not what a chap does. If your brethren wear ripped jeans, you are quite simply quaffing at the wrong watering hole.
Enjoy your thornproofs, old fruit. And your Loakes (not a last after which I lust - papa was a Sanders and Sanders man, and where the ancestral instep trod so must mine) for you’‘re a bloke who loves a Loake. More power to your well heeled ankle. Just resist the delicious temptation to give every one of us a Harris Tweed enema by constantly ramming your preferences up our collective fundament, while jabbing the doughty cloth with your gamp. Simply put, your worsted has wadded us till will bursted.
Now, where did I put my snapback? I need to go get my washing off the line. Ah, here it is; rolled up in the biggest of the eight pouch pockets in my khaki tactical shorts. Those hoodies aren’t going to iron themselves. Tally ho!
This post gets a like solely on the strength of combining the words Harris, tweed, and enema, into one easy to use phrase. 😂@Accy cyclist - pop on your deerstalker; have a suck on your meerschaum; take a tiny opiate toot while you fiddle out a tune or two; channel your inner Sherlock; it really is elementary.
Why not just let other snappy dressing cyclists have their time in the limelight, to help old Wafty with his wardrobe? We some of us sit on the sidelines of these threads and watch them go rather off-beam. Not the Gunkmeister. (At a guess, he‘s a penny loafer and slacks dude, no?) He’s with you all the way. But. I mean, I can’t quite see what use tweed hats or Val Doonican shawl jumpers are going to be to help a spirited fellow reconnect with his MoJo. Can you?
And… and try not to pour scorn on other dressers for their thread choices. Your “Chap” periodical surely has a column about etiquette? Very bad form to decry the combat pant (yes, they are an execrable garment, but one must not sneer) or the beanie ( you’ve obvs not been an adherent of the black and white submarine film genre, where they started a whole beanie revival in the late forties). But being beanyist or anti-beanie is so last season. The beanie -whether you care to admit it or not - is with us. Sneering is not what a chap does. If your brethren wear ripped jeans, you are quite simply quaffing at the wrong watering hole.
Enjoy your thornproofs, old fruit. And your Loakes (not a last after which I lust - papa was a Sanders and Sanders man, and where the ancestral instep trod so must mine) for you’‘re a bloke who loves a Loake. More power to your well heeled ankle. Just resist the delicious temptation to give every one of us a Harris Tweed enema by constantly ramming your preferences up our collective fundament, while jabbing the doughty cloth with your gamp. Simply put, your worsted has wadded us till will bursted.
Now, where did I put my snapback? I need to go get my washing off the line. Ah, here it is; rolled up in the biggest of the eight pouch pockets in my khaki tactical shorts. Those hoodies aren’t going to iron themselves. Tally ho!
Sounds itchy. I think a Shetland tweed enema might be a little less uncomfortableThis post gets a like solely on the strength of combining the words Harris, tweed, and enema, into one easy to use phrase. 😂
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What any self respecting, practical boot ought to look like.
William Lennon 78C. They make mine with extra screws in the soles, and a few handfuls of rivets to supplement the stitching.
These were brand new in August.
William Lennon also made my best boots - kip leather, so almost suede, with full hobnail sole and quarter plate steel heels. Trotting around a cobbled town after a few ales i am a thing of beauty to behold - the illegitimate son of a sad tryst between Jane Torville and Max Wall.
Disparaging remarks about baseball cap and beanie wearers is cappist and beanyist and as a mature person and habitual wearer of such headgear, I reserve my right to call you out OP. Wind your neck in about the sartorial choices of other. A deer stalker does not set you apart; it merely serves to make you look like you want to be seen differently.
Clothes are political, social and cultural devices. They are mundane and at once seriously important. My tribe - wallers and outdoor workers - survive by what we wear. But also get kudos once are boots are through or out coat done.
My tribe has also become sick of hipsters appropriating our stuff. In the street in workwear, cracking on they're a french labourer or a peasant.
If you're interested, I wear new work gear as best first, and then it gets to hang with the real workwear once it has worn out for dinner parties, the ballet, soirees in Monaco etc.
Among the best and hardest wearing gear is Cactus Industrial clothing from New Zealand. I save for a parcel for say 5 years. There's no UK made stuff that hasn't seen prices skyrocket because of the Monty Don effect.
Darcy Clothing make clothes for the theatre, but do a good line in peasant shirts and high waist corduroys.
Ullfrotte Woolpower make the best warm gear for undergarments. And excellent beanies, each with the makers name embroidered on the label a la Carradice.
Community Clothing - the outfit started by Saville Row's very own Patrick Grant - make exclusively UK gear, at a good price, paying a fair wage.
I get a Gloverall submariners jumper every few years once the old one is worn or shrunk. They used to make the proper duffel, but have sold out to designer influences.
When I'm flush, I'll get the ladies at Flamborough to knit me a gansey.
...seems I'm more interested in clobber than I first thought. Anyone needing info on the waterproofedness of Ridgeline or the abrasion resistance of Guy Cotten, just dm
Normally the rules of, 'don't knock it until you've tried it,' would apply, but on this occasion I'm more than happy to go with independent witness statements.Sounds itchy. I think a Shetland tweed enema might be a little less uncomfortable
Indeed. I can achieve the 'distressed look' at work with new boots in a few weeks for free - !I'm still laughing at those 'distressed look' boots.