This jacket is about 10 years old. It’s a thrifted, vintage(?) “Husbands Corner” lightweight wool/cotton (not sure) jacket that I genuinely don’t recall where I bought. I’m pretty proud because I bought it before I knew anything about anything about menswear but it fits me perfectly and is pretty outside the box, just like I like it.
This is pretty apt. I tend toward people with a lot of WIWT that have a distinctive style, whether zany or stayed. Devotion to the rules is dangerous. If you use them to define personal stylistic notions and develop an eye for what tends to look good instead of defining “style” in general, you’re golden. If you give stylistic advice that consists solely of rules… you’re just imposing your view of an arbitrary system of formality and tailoring/wearing preferences on me.
The bespoke set is a mixed bag. Some are just wealthly jags who conflate style with the absolute need to have things custom made (aka wealth). I largely don’t read these anymore (though I did for quite some time) because they have very little to tell me about style. Their life is simply too different from my own for their critique to apply to me.
Some are just (I think) very aesthetically inclined and love the process and craft (Permanent Style for instance is a blog that would fall into this category).
But yeah, I don’t really fuck wit that bespoke camp, mostly because they are the worst.
Man, I’m going on and on today. Guess I’m feeling wordy.
well, that last post addressed a lot of this.
But either way, cosign. for realz.
(as a sidenote, one thing that got me when I was first blogging was a post that I can’t find now where someone had said a beautifully considered outfit that combined 3 colors and 4 patterns in a non-gaudy way [unlike what I would do] had someone say it was ruined because the shirt collar sat up about 1” above the jacket collar instead of 1/2”. No collar gap, no shoulder divots, just a slightly higher shirt collar.
Now that’s missing the forest for the trees.
Thanks for the response.
I didn’t mean to make anything personal, and I understand the GOPY attitude. I tend to like blogs that are WIWT heavy, just so I can get a sense of who I’m looking at and how they themselves present their style.
Also, it’s your blog, and I have no business telling anyone what they should or should not be doing on their blog. Truth be told, I appreciate bomb throwers, even if I get hit with the shrapnel.
In any event, the stache is here to stay (until winter where it becomes a beard) and thanks for the response. As a guy who (likes to think) he uses his brain, I’ll gladly disagree cordially with someone. No need to make this blog business nasty.
And I do happen to agree that there’s far too much “reblog something just because it has a gazillion notes” that is particularly the fodder of style bloggers who wear jeans and sneakers with an untucked button-up and get a billion swag-fuckers going “holy shit can you believe they look so good?!??!?!?!?!?!” when really they’re just wearing… you know… jeans and a shirt.
Well now that this is too long I’ll just give the standard, keep on keepin on. I appreciate the discussion.
FWIW I can’t stand the “this guy looks bad for the following reasons…” style blog. It’s not just that I think people should wear what they want (though I do think that).
It’s really that half the time it’s just recycled blogosphere common speak (next time I read you always unbutton your bottom vest button I’ma cut someone), it’s that most of the time either
1. the advice is passed off as absolute truth (typically in an extremely negative, dickish manner)
2. The author (not just of NTB, several others are guilty too) concocts a completely new outfit then says “they should have changed their outfit in the following ways.” Which reeks of “I know better-ism!” Which, unless you can back it up with better WIWT pics, makes me think you’re full of shit. (Note: Even if you back it up with flawless pics daily, you probably still sound like a dick).
Couple these things with the fact that these are often tied with bloggers who start “I was jetsetting around to XYZ exotic locales and I saw some businessman in the airport wearing the wrong shoes, DON’T YOU GET HOW NONCHALANTLY WEALTHY I AM?!?!” and you have a recipe for douche-blog-itis.
But that’s just my opinion.
I thought I had a women’s shirt that I bought at goodwill (yeah, I wear some stuff that says “women’s” on that label, wanna fight about it?). Then I realized the buttons were on the right side and that it’s a child’s shirt.