Anyone who knows me will tell you that I have two sides to me. The wholly serious one and the completely frivolous one. I am at constant war with myself when it comes to matters elegant. For elegance, we have learned, is practiced restraint.
Which makes it doubly hard these first few days of spring to not succumb to the temptation to wear bright colors — like this Façonnable tie — which will leap out of the DB navy blazer that will seek to restrain its enthusiasm. It is, however, a wasted effort to control the unbridled jubilance of my lime green socks.