Hitchin
28/06
The Rules
29. Just because you have lots of buttons, doesn’t mean you have to do them all up. Find your pivot point by squeezing your thinnest part of your waist (it’s the bit just above your hip bone). Half an inch down is your pivot point. There should be a button here, do it up. Leave the rest open.
8. Break once. If you look at the crease down the front of your trousers, it should kink once, about half way up your shin. Any more it will make your legs look shorter, that or you’ll look like a 13 year old boy trying to be gangsta.
2. Your collar shapes your face. You’re looking for balance here. If you have a face that looks like it’s been hit hit with a spade, try to steer clear of wide cut collars. Likewise, if you’ve got a face like a horse, avoid tall thin collars. The whole point of putting clothes on is to bring the eye up to the face. Strong structured collars make you look important; small soft collars make you look like you shop at Asda.
When I used to live in north America, I would spend my afternoons watching Tele-Casts of sports evens, drinking impossibly fizzy beer, listening to the commentators extol the virtues of ‘plays’, dissecting the offensive systems and the flaws of the defense. I’d watch as they shouted mindlessly each other, trying to alpha male each other into submission, the one thing I would alway think, “why the fuck have they got all of their buttons done up on their jackets?”
These 250lbs ex wide receivers, built like brick shit houses, were fighting and loosing with their clothes. Your jacket should move with you, twist and rotate, not sit on top of you, ridged and forced; by doing up all the buttons, that is all it will ever do. It is worth curtailing any silly buggers right now about warmth; if your cold, put a fucking overcoat on, don’t button up your jacket.
Anyways, down to the finer points; great warm colours with the shirt and tie which mirror the slight ruddiness of the skin tones. Love the white trousers, brogues and dark green jacket, any more classic English style than this, you’d turn into a Jag E-type that smelt of gin and bacon sandwiches - and that’s just how i like it.
