The other day, this fellow perched here and I had a conversation. It revolved around many things (that kick by Liverpool against Man U.!), not the least of which was the all-important subject of patterned clothing. I’m all for it (as those of you who have seen my red Southwick number will attest.) There are those who are agin’ it on principle (TV used to break up the lines too much — a jarring sight.) Somewhere in the middle fall most men. But there’s no doubt, patterns are making a reappearance, mostly in the small and conservative vein.
I think that almost any pattern, save a very strong chalk or pinstripe, makes a man a bit more accessible. Certainly that’s what sales man Herb Tarlick and his ilk must have felt in adopting all those outrageous designs so unfortunately available during the 1970’s. But by taking half measures, anyone can work up to wearing an easy-going plaid, stripe, or ‘pane, without sacrificing dignity. Our man above isn’t even wearing trousers and looks just as confident.
Speaking of… . You can always pair the suit coat with odd trousers (grey goes with everything) and pack less for a weekend.