Dateline: Muncie, IN. December, 1990. I am wrapped in every bit of cashmere, wool, tweed, and flannel that I own. “Gee, Chris,” my neighbor, who has stopped me on the sidewalk, asks. “What are you going […]
This is my new hat. It was made by Tracy Watts of New York. It’s felt, with a lower crown than a Homburg should have, and that suits me. The thing about hats is that you […]
[I’m running in three different directions today, so I beg your indulgence whilst I present OPW (Other People’s Work) in lieu of my own. These are certainly interesting stories. I’m often asked how one should wear […]