Winning the Pink Ribbon


Forgive the reuse of this image, but the issue here is much more important than a snapshot.

This is an awful club to get into, not at all discriminating, far too easy to join and the dues are sickening.

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. And thanks to Mrs. Blandings for reminding me.

Cancer, of any kind, is communicable. You can’t get it from someone else, but it sure has a devastating impact on everyone around its victim. Do what you can to kill off at least one strain of this terrible disease. Talk about it, donate to the cause, rally around a friend or family member who is fighting like hell or just show your silent support by wearing a bit of pink today.

But above all else, be aware. Early detection is crucial to your survival. Believe me.

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In Light of a Few Comments

The brown whipcord suit is being given a new home. Thank you for confirming what I have suspected. I’m a hopeless pack rat. Somehow I ignored that suit when I went through the closet early in the year.

Today’s effort, as I return from visiting my tailor, is decidedly more urbane. It is a double stripe navy three button by Hackett. Hacking pockets, pickstitching, maroon lining, surgeon’s cuffs, a button fly and side straps on the double reverse pleated, yet narrow, trouser. This suit has a lot of custom touches (and was the gift of a friend. Many, Many Thanks!) I might lengthen the sleeves, if possible. But I don’t mind showing a lot of linen. As long as it’s not too bad.


I’ve heard that the trend toward the modern man in the grey flannel suit can be attributed to AMC’s “Mad Men” and to a backlash against anyone who may be thought to be “dressing like a banker.”


Why wasn’t there a general outcry railing against casual dress codes when the dot-com bubble burst? Because most men are very comfortable being grown-up fraternity boys in sweats and jeans.

Still, I was awfully serious looking until I changed into the brighter tie. And these bright green socks…


Just because I’m grown up, doesn’t mean that I’m serious all the time. Add a little whimsy, now and then, to your kit. If only to put a smile on your face.

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Please Bring Back


The lady’s watch, like the 1940’s Elgin shown above.

While I can cast a most appreciative eye over a man’s watch worn by a woman (Mrs. E. wears her grandfather’s Tudor, engraved with his name, rank and service number on the back), I miss seeing the delicate watches that once were worn over elbow length gloves or clipped to a sweater or jacket. They were sometimes called “cocktail” watches and were really more jewelry than anything else.

Watches in general are falling by the wayside for a younger generation whose electronic devices tell time and do so very much more. An anecdote told in “The Element” by Ken Robinson, Ph.D. illustrates why.

“You mean that’s all it does?” Said the philosopher’s daughter.

“Well no… it tells me the date, too” he replied.

I suppose that those delicate little machines of old said to me that time really wasn’t that important to the wearer, but it was nice to know and be able to answer a request for the hour should someone ask.

Don’t you think they should make a comeback? Especially since it is highly unlikely that you will ever have to rely on one to actually tell you the time. Your iPhone can do that for you.

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