I went to a Christian undergrad when Gospel Rock was starting, and it was so mediocre. The spirit (small s) was right, but the execution was horrific. All the good rock musicians were making real money. But. Because Christian Rock was a small niche, anything that anybody put out was immediately canonized (I did that on purpose). We were so grateful just to have someone brave enough to say Jesus and plug in a guitar that we would accept high school garage band quality.
We who appreciate and practice Ivy and Trad styles must take heed.
There are a lot of people who say they used this book all the time, and still refer to it. To you, I say… page 26.
The sack suit… was the first mass produced suit and it looks it. After all, it was not called the sack suit for nothing. … For those seeking anonymity in their clothing or wishing to hide an ungainly figure, this may be an acceptable style. But for anyone else, the sack-style suit is woefully inappropriate.
Still a fan?
It isn’t that Alan Flusser doesn’t know clothes. He clearly does. It is that he doesn’t know writing. And I am not convinced he believes what he wrote.
There are books written about guitar by people who design guitars. There are books written about guitars by people who sell guitars. There are books written about guitars by people who play guitars. Buy the books by the people who play them.
Clothes And The Man is comprehensive. I will give it that. And there are great illustrations. Mostly pencil, I think. And, if you read the book, you will know what everything is called. Which is perhaps the book’s biggest contribution. It labels EVERYTHING. If True Style is the original text of dressing, Clothes and the Man is the technical manual.
I think the part that is missing is this. There is an element of dressing well that is, just, fun. You must take dressing seriously. In fact, you must take living seriously. But at the same time, you mustn’t. Mr. Flusser has opinions, and in this business the opinions are the joy. So put some in there. The book is devoid of joy, or snark, or anything resembling a sense of humor. I am not saying you have to punch up comedy scripts in your spare time to write about men’s clothes, but I am saying that unless you are the kind of person for whom the instructions were the best part of the Christmas present, you are gonna find this book dry.
Put another way. Mr. Boyer teaches with a wink and a nod and peppers True Style with… good lines. I read Clothes And The Man feeling like I was both getting yelled at and being talked down to the whole time. If you want to know the name of everything, this is your book. If you want to stay awake, it may not be.