Thinking of Sunshine ( and Rubinacci )
I’m sitting here in the middle of MidWest Snow-pocalypse 2011 trying my best to stay warm. I seriously have not seen a glimpse of everyone’s favorite star in two or three days, and while I love the gloomth provided by a blizzard that leave me homebound with a Maugham novel, pot of tea, and bottle of brandy, I would like to know the sun is still out there somewhere.
Lounging Around
It’s hard to believe Mr. Wooster could be grimacing wrapped in such an exquisite dressing gown. But there you have it. Mine is not made of such sumptuous silk – cotton in fact – but is just as much a comfort during these chilly days.
Dressing Between the Lines
One way to think about color in dressing is as a series of distinct, individual tones that can be mixed, matched, and contrasted to greater or lesser effect. But, even ignoring its scientific qualities, another, in my mind more helpful, way to view color is as a spectrum.
Waisting Away – Proper Tuxedo Trousers
One of the seemingly contradictory facets of what we like to think of as “classic” or “timeless” style is that it is, like everything after all, subject to the whims of fashion. Yes, yes, most devotees of classic style are not waltzing around in the latest “it color” and reinventing their wardrobe twice a year, but certain things do change over time. The most significant of these is cut.
Slush and Salt
Most of us are familiar with that trifecta of winter-woes that is slushy walkways, excessively salted footpaths, and over-heated buildings. Having to undress, layer after layer, upon entering from out of doors is quite the annoyance, but there are more permanent effects as well.
