alden wrote:
I am at a loss to understand how jeans and T-shirts made it into this conversation though James Dean, Marlon Brando, Paul Newman and BB Bardot looked pretty well in them
At a certain point in the 90ies jeans and a T-shirt became the norm. That's how my generation dressed. That's normcore. Think of Zuckerberg.
That's where Roetzel came in the picture at a time before the internet and fora like this one. No, he's no style guru. He has written a very basic book about a classic way of dressing. It explains how a jacket is built up, it explains fit. It shows different kind of cloths like mohair etc. that I had never heard about. I thought wool is for winter, cotton for summer. I had never seen a tailor.
I came from the desert. I had not heard of Savile Row. Thought that suits were made in a factory.
Roetzel has provided that basic understanding to me. And to some other members as they state above.
alden wrote: As regards your style icons, Flusser, Will and Crompton, I would prefer young men study rather Cooper, Gable, Agnelli and Prince Michael. But there is no accounting for taste or lack of it.
Cooper, Gable, Agnelli were old men from another era by then. They were showmen, businessmen, aristocrats. Many jazz musicians (e.g. Duke Ellington) had style too. I saw that. But no jazz musician today will appear on stage like Ellington or Satchmo did.
Flusser, Will and Crompton are not my style icons. However, I read their books and blogs. Just like I read books about wine. In the end you have to do the tasting yourself.
aston wrote: The gripe with Cromps, in my view, stems from the fact that he is a self-appointed style guru, and despite his apparent lack of qualification he seems to have amassed an audience of readers who do ask some daft questions which normally elicit a daft reply.
Crompton does publish critical remarks from readers' about their experience with tailors. In that respect the comments section can get fairly informative.
Therefore, I cannot see that the existence of these books or fora could do any harm. There's freedom of speech like there's freedom of press. Every grown up can filter the information himself. True, with the internet there's no redaction any longer, so one has to be more critical esp. as to blogs and fora.
alden wrote: to make him look like anything more than an oversized, middle aged, balding chipmunk whose mother has told him he cannot go out an play with the squirrels.
That's hardly an objective description, though
If you think Crompton is like that, fine with me. I just think calling names distracts from the content.
alden wrote: I know there are some cultures where scrutiny and the open exchange of ideas is either not permitted at all or frowned upon. Not here my friend!
Good to know, thank you. Quite some fora have become sectarian in that respect, where only 1 Truth is true.
I stick to what I said and defend Roetzel and Flusser, but also Will, Crompton, Gentleman Gazette and the very affected (if not snobbish) Parisian Gentleman, yip even the Pitti Peacocks etc.
They are not THE TRUTH. They're part of a renewed interest in a certain esthetics of clothing that went lost in the 70ies-80ies-90ies so that my generation grew up in a sartorial desert. I enjoy reading and watching it. It wasn't around 25 years ago.
Luca wrote: And who knows, more prescriptive, 'entry-level' blogs may prove a gateway drug to the higher plane.
I consider this forum as part of that big revival too. A plant can have many flowers. Old cloths that have disappeared come to new life. There's also a bit of nostalgia about it, no?
Perhaps I am a Roetzelian, Cromptonian, I don't care. I admit, it's not that much about style. It's about dressing appropriate to the occasion in not too loud a manner. It's about doing an effort when appearing in front of other people. Helped by my tailor, I admit. But I have fun with it. Because finally, it's not just jeans, t-shirt and jumper everyday.
Concordia wrote:Let's all calm down a bit on poor Simon. Many of us escape similar sorts of internet abuse only because we have the sense-- or discretionary income-- not to be tempted to write a blog about our daily affairs.