Pink Shirt: Tie and Pants Combinations
I bought my first pink shirt for a video I never posted. That’s the whole embarrassing part, right there, before I even get to the tie. It was February, I’d…
I bought my first pink shirt for a video I never posted. That’s the whole embarrassing part, right there, before I even get to the tie. It was February, I’d…
I own eleven blazers. I want to lead with that number because it explains both my authority and my humiliation, because for at least four of those eleven years I…
I was folding laundry on a Sunday afternoon, the kind where the pile has gotten embarrassing and you promise yourself you will never let it get that tall again, when…
I own eleven denim jackets. Eleven. I counted them properly last month while doing a closet cull that was supposed to result in bags for donation, and instead resulted in…
My sister in law took one look at me walking into her kitchen last month and said, “Are those jeans… wide at the bottom but not flared? What are we…
I counted them properly last week, which was a mistake, because now I cannot unknow it. Six pairs. Six pairs of beige chinos live in my closet right now, ranging…
I own a charcoal gray suit that I bought for my cousin’s wedding eight years ago, and for the first two years I wore it exactly once, to that wedding,…
I own six gray suits. Not by design, not some capsule wardrobe manifesto, just the slow accumulation of a decade where gray kept winning over navy at the tailor’s counter.…
I was standing in the hallway with one shoe on and one shoe in my hand, running eleven minutes later than I should have been for a meeting I didn’t…
I ruined a perfectly good rehearsal dinner outfit with a tie the color of canned salmon, and I want to talk about it because I think most guys who own…